I forgot to blog a cute random thought I had earlier while watching TV! Wouldn’t it be really cute if, say you were married and everything was all wonderful. But the husband was preparing his will, for when he dies (obviously). (Okay, it’s getting cute, I promise.) He spends hours and hours somewhere, just writing on little cards. Then, when he and his wife are old and gray, the husband dies. (Getting to the cute part, I promise…) But, a week later, the wife gets a dozen white roses along with a little card that says how much the husband loved her, etc. Turns out the guy gave a deposit of $10,000 or whatever to some florist with the express instructions of sending flowers to his widowed wife every week for the rest of her life, along with one of the little cards he hand-wrote himself before he died. That way, every single week, the widow would remember just how much her husband loved her. Wouldn’t that be the sweetest thing on the planet? As long as he had the money, of course, and didn’t send the poor woman into debt over it. I think that would just be the nicest expression of love, don’t you?
Okay, like I said, it was random. But isn’t that cute? But nobody steal it, I think I’m going to put it in a book some day. Of course, if you’re preparing your will, feel free to use it, since I’m sure whoever will get the flowers will appreciate it. 🙂