Mom Flowers

Oh the lovely flowers.

Lots of lovely peeps sent so many lots of lovely things and we are so grateful.

The prevailing feeling around these parts is . . . still . . . always . . . we are so grateful.

For mom's long life, for her quick death, and for her many myriad friends and family who showed up in droves to share the love.

Oh, the love.

I'm a local so I was able to avail myself of some of Mom's lovely flowers, and I am so grateful for those too . . .  

. . . for those from Nancy and Jonny . . . 

 . . . from our beautiful cousin Liz . . . 

. . . and for a combo of a few bouquets.

For peonies planted all the way out in Brooklyn, by Kelly . . . 

. . . for those from Brian and Rory . . . 

. . . and the bouquet from the Corcillos. 

Jacquie and I were looking at the flowers in the funeral home together, saw the card, and yelled out together, "Jane!"

The three of us worked in that magical place for years. (And the three of us also worked at SoNo Seaport Seafood Restaurant, harumph.) 

(And ha.)

Anyway.

There were gorgeous flowers everywhere and Mistah and I loved having them in our home. When they met their demise, we said to eachother ...

Let us always have flowers in honor of Mom . . .  

 

. . . and so we begin.