If I could, I would fill my house with flowers. Every room. All the time. Perpetual flowers.(Kind of like the tulip explosion that happened at Amanda’s this past Sunday – wink, wink).

I just love flowers. Millie does too. So whenever she says to me, “Mom, can we get some flowers?” the answer is almost always, okay, it is always, “YES!”

When Millie and I were out doing our grocery shopping last week I just couldn’t resist these pale pink tulips. Millie picked the white flowers.

Aren’t the so sweet, and delicate? Don’t you wish your cheeks were this hue.

And whenever we get flowers we always get a little bouquet for Millie’s room.

I think that flowers are a manifestation of God’s profound love for us.  Seriously, I do.  They are with us at our happiest moments – weddings, baby blessings, holiday gatherings — and are equally welcome at the times when we feel our most profound grief – funerals, next to our sick bed etc.

And wonder of wonders, on any ordinary day, we can put them on our kitchen counters or on our little girl’s night stand.

All that beauty, all that creativity, all that goodness – a little handful of heaven for us to enjoy on earth. Now that is what I call LOVE!