These were the flowers Wade gave me for my birthday. I love the pink. I have always loved white roses, but I'm glad he chose a color this time . . . white roses remind me of Charish's funeral now. These are getting more beautiful every day. I love, love, LOVE roses! One of my silly dreams is to someday have enough money to be able to have fresh flowers in the house. They make me happy.
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