I was stopped waiting for the light to change from red to green. Bang! Thump! I hopped out of my car as the twenty-something young woman exclaimed, “I am so sorry. I didn’t mean to bump you. I hope there is no damage.”
She was very upset. Her friend who was in the passenger seat was also upset. I did a very quick assessment. Thankfully, it was just few scratch marks but no dents. I hugged her and told her everything was okay.
Then I said, “I have something for you – for your mom to put on the kitchen table.” I grabbed a bag of beautiful glorious bouquets from the back seat of my flower-mobile (aka little white KIA) and handed them to her. Probably ten bouquets of donated bouquets of tulips were in the bag.
Being the Flower Lady is easy….and gets even easier when you have the opportunity to spread some flowery love to a scared young woman.
Flowers are a quick fix for so many things – bruised cars, bruised feelings and for chasing the blues away on a rainy and gloomy afternoon in a Philadelphia suburb.