11/06/2026
As florists, we often see flowers exchanged between spouses, parents and children.
But every now and then, we witness something different.
A Godma and Godpa who remembered.
Who wanted their goddaughter to know that even after the wedding celebrations were over and the first year of marriage had passed, she was still deeply loved and cherished.
By the grace of God and a little teamwork, we managed to prepare and deliver this arrangement before the afternoon was over.
What stayed with me wasn’t the rush.
It was the reminder that love isn’t measured by how often we speak, but by the moments we choose to remember.