A Post About Receiving Roses

This is a mushy post.

Just to let you know.

One beautiful (cold) morning, I awoke from my slumber and sludged to the kitchen in my sweatpants and sweatshirt.  and crazy hair.  I went into the kitchen and chatted with my little sister. 

And then I looked out the side window and saw some stuff on the windshield of the car that I drive.

I thought it was roses, but wasn't too sure.

Because how often do I find a dozen roses arranged on my car?

I told my sister to come check with me.

So I scuttled outside and skipped the shoe putting on part because I was too excited to go check.

Sure enough, I walked up to my car and there on the windshield were a perfectly arranged dozen red roses.

In the middle, slipped underneath the windshield wiper was a little rectangular card (what other shapes do they have...) that said: 

"un beso."

In case you guys don't know, that means 

a kiss.

in spanish.  espanol.

It was amazing.

And pretty romantic, I might say.

Thank you so much, Jacob.

I will never forget you.

For every beauty there is an eye somewhere to see it.
For every truth there is an ear somewhere to hear it.

For every love there is a heart somewhere to receive it.

~Ivan Panin

It's beauty that captures your attention; personality which captures your heart.

~Anonymous


That's all I have to say.


-Mallory


P.S.  The only sad part about this post is that he is gone now.