Our pup broke my vase today. My mom asked if the flower in it was special to me. I said no, but the vase was. She asked who gave it to me. I said it was a long time ago.
My high school boyfriend had bought me orchids in a small vase and asked me to be his girlfriend Valentine’s Day 2019. I said no, but he gave me the flowers anyway. We eventually ended up dating for about four months. This was a very deep, formative time of my life. It has been a year since that time, but I wouldn’t part with the dead flowers. I saw them every day as they sat on my dresser as a reminder of that time.
About a week ago, while cleaning out my room, I held the flowers up to the trash as I reluctantly contemplated throwing them away. I couldn’t. So, I compromised. I threw out the dirt and dead flowers and decided I would nurture a new plant in the old vase.
Since then, I’ve had some of our beautiful flowers from outside in the old vase. Today, I noticed though that they actually weren’t looking too good. I don’t think they took root. I planned to come up with a new plan after finishing my schoolwork.
About an hour ago, I decided to let our new pupper into my room to roam around. She’s very cute. After picking everything up off the floor that I didn’t want her getting to, she took my vase off my windowsill and ran away with it. I chased her around the house and even down the stairs, all the while coming to terms with the fact that she was going to drop it.
Our pup broke my vase today. My mom asked if the flower in it was special to me. I said no, but the vase was. She asked who gave it to me. I said it was a long time ago.