I went to an outdoor concert about an hour from my house. The lady sitting next to me leaned over and said, “I know you! Aren’t you the Flower Lady that brings flowers to the McDonald’s? I asked you for a ride and you drove me home because it was so cold. We sat outside and talked about my sons for an hour, remember?
I did remember because the situation that she was dealing with was pretty horrific. Two young men who were definitely on a detour from the straight and narrow.
“Yes, I do remember. How are your sons now?”
“I had to put them away.”
We hugged and I said that I wanted to go to the snackbar but I really felt so brokenhearted for her and the two boys. What must have happened to her family for it to have such a sad situation?
Here are just some general pictures of the people that I meet along my flower journey. None of the pictures are of the lady and son described above.
See the flowers in the boxes – waiting for me to pick up each morning?