Extraordinary mondays - a rose is a rose is a rose

Now, this really deserves to be an Extraordinary Mondays post.

This is a picture of the very very first flower my dearest husband has ever ever bought me in our entire courtship and marriage. He surprised me with this rose on Sunday when Amelia walked into the house with it in her hand and gave it to me.

For those who know us personally, you would know that this is highly unusual. He showers me with electronic gadgets because I am that kinda gal. I have a list of electronic STUFF that is as long as my arm. You name it, I probably have it. Xbox, Wii, MD player (remember those?), iPhone (and countless phones before that), PSP, digital camera, wireless headphones, laptop and the list goes on. A FLOWER? A rose at that.

Now, I'm probably sounding ungrateful. Maybe I'm just a little confused. Before he gave me the flower on Sunday, I have wondered how it would feel if he did give me flowers. I had on occasions, when I was younger, asked (read "pestered") him about not ever receiving flowers from him. Now that I am in possession of a flower that he has given me, I almost feel deflated. I thought I would be elated, ecstatic but I wasn't. It was a lot less euphoric than I had imagined it would be. I was surprised.

Maybe I've just grown up, matured and become more practical. Don't get me wrong. The rose is lovely. I am touched. BUT I think the biggest thing Khoa has given me via this rose is a reminder. I may like the idea of receiving flowers but that's what society dictates. What I truly love is the fact that he understands what I really like and gives me presents whenever he feels like it, which is very often I must say.

Thank you, for reminding me that I'm unique and that I should rise above mundanity and specialise in being ME!