Temporary
I think the reason that I am so enamored with flower bouquets is the fact that each one is as beautiful as it’s ever going to get, and I get to hold them in my hands. They are temporary. Just like all relationships are. But I don’t mourn my flowers when I give them away or when they die. I just appreciate them for the beauty they provided in my life, no matter how fleeting it may be. Some arrangements have a longer vase life. Some only last for one day. Some of them, just like some of us, have more thorns than others. They all serve their purpose to me and when they are gone, they serve some other purpose for some other living thing. I have had some magnificent bouquets in my life but there is always one more waiting to be picked.