A couple months ago, my Sweetie and I celebrated our 8th Anniversary. And I knew what was coming…because every year he gives me the same thing.
Every year on our Anniversary, my Sweetie presents me with an arrangement of lavender roses — one for every year that we have been married. This year, when he came home with the arrangement, it was huge. Partially because the florist had messed up the original order — which my sweetie placed two weeks in advance — and she felt terrible when he explained the reason for the order and the importance of having lavender roses and not “lavender-esque flowers”, and partially because eight years is a significant amount of time.
That’s one of the things that I love about the rose gift. It’s a physical symbol of the growth of our marriage. The first few years, the arrangements were very small. Because, let’s face it, there’s only so much you can add to an arrangment of one rose, without overshadowing the rose. And the vases were small because that’s all that was necessary. And I loved them. The simplicity. The beauty. The reminder.
But now, eight long-stemmed, lavender sterling roses take up some room. And they require a large vase. And it reminds me…eight years of marriage. That’s a big thing.
I can’t wait for our 50th anniversary! My sweetie and I talked this year about the fact that he should probably start saving now for that arrangement!
And there are other things that I love about receiving roses every year. For one, it’s predictable, which is terribly romantic. Lavender roses are not always easy to find…at least not true lavender roses. It takes thought. It takes preparation. It takes dedication. It takes remembrance. All very romantic qualities. And I can anticipate what’s coming. I get to wonder what the vase will look like, what the arrangement will be, and when my Sweetie will give them to me.
Plus, I love that the roses build anticipation for the anniversary years that would otherwise slip by less noticed. Half a dozen roses…that was fun. And our 12th anniversary, that will be a milestone to remember! The year of two dozen roses will probably stand out in my mind as much as our 25th anniversary the next year. It’s just fun.
The gift of roses represents who my husband is and some of the many qualities that I love him for. He’s romantic. He’s dependable. He’s thoughtful. He’s prepared. And he doesn’t settle for lavender-esque!
As deeply as I know him and love him, he still surprises me every year. He always lives up to the anticipation.