He sent Me this picture, and even as I was admiring the sentiment and the colour and design, part of
He sent Me this picture, and even as I was admiring the sentiment and the colour and design, part of Me worried that those flowers were obviously cut and out of water, and would be drooping pretty damned quickly if I didn’t do something. So in My head, I grabbed them, recut the bottoms of the stems, and put them in a vase with a little cold water, as My mother taught Me to prolong their freshness. Not their lives, mind you, because these flowers were sliced away from their tulip beds just to create a heart for Me. I feel very guilty about all this. -- source link