thank you for the daisies. it has been very hard today. i've been rearranging the apartment, cleaning places i don't get to on a weekly basis. i've been crying, sobbing, then sniffling. a knock on the door and there was a man with a vase of flowers. so beautiful. they smell like Heaven. a deliberate word choice there.
thank you. it's all i know to say. but hear the hushed whisper. know the deep emotion behind those words. it's not a platitude. it's spoken (or written here) with reverence.