Larry is my favorite person.
No matter where we are, he always remembers flowers.
This morning, I was busy getting my day started, and all I could think of is Larry, in Paris, buying flowers for friends.
I am so happy that I took this picture, Larry on our way to see friends, with the flowers he chose.
There is a little flower shop around the corner from our apartment, and he has been going there for a few years now. The woman who owns it, always helps him pick out the flowers.
How lucky am I to be married to a man who always remembers flowers?
Please have the BEST day!
Love you beyond the moon.
Me
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