The other day at work my co-worker's ex fiance came in and brought her a dozen dark red, beautiful, long stem roses. She was less than thrilled by the sight of them. I on the other hand was slightly jealous. Well a little later in the day a patient came up to her and their conversation sounded something like this:
Patient: Those roses are beautiful! What's the special occasion?
Co-worker: There isn't one.
Patient: Well the only time my husband gives me flowers is when he is being a jerk and he's trying to make it up to me.
Co-worker: Yeah that's pretty much what these are for too.
Right then it hit me. That's why I never get flowers (besides the obvious Valentine's Day and anniversary) it's because Ryan is never a jerk and therefore never has to "make it up to me." After overhearing that conversation I just couldn't stop smiling because I realised how truly Lucky I am to have Ryan and how lucky I am to not get flowers.