Daily Archives: July 30, 2015

Your flowers



Thursday 30th July

Returning from our afternoon walk I saw there was a parcel left beside the back door. This is what I had been waiting for……

You and Dad’s mum had got together over the telephone and arranged a bouquet of flowers to be sent to me on Mother’s Day. (They arrived on the Saturday, as no actual deliveries were made on Sundays).
They arrived two days after you fell asleep.
Two days after you gained your angel wings.
So beautiful.
So heartbreaking.
The last thing you ever did for me.

I can’t remember who it was, but someone suggested I have the flowers preserved, so I could always treasure and keep forever, your final act of kindness and thoughtfulness.

Today those flowers came back to me, preserved in a memory box, behind glass, arranged in a beautiful little posy.


Flowers preserved from Frank's Mother's Day bouquet


The flowers have somehow been preserved, not pressed, to look as fresh and natural as when they arrived; in their full three-dimensional glory. A truly precious memento that I will cherish forever.

It’s twenty weeks this evening since you flew up to heaven and my heart broke in two. It doesn’t seem to get any easier. We are missing you so very much.

And yet today, although opening the parcel containing the preserved flowers was a very bittersweet moment, I did smile a little, thinking about what you had done for me, and the fact I could always look upon those flowers and think of you.

My dear beloved child.
Sweet dreams my Angel.