A Mother's Final Gift: Wedding Roses Watered with Love.

My daughter found her forever family in my heart, a scared little girl from a shelter. I watched her bloom, through scraped knees and school plays, through late-night study sessions and diploma dreams. I held her when she cried over first heartbreaks and cheered when she found her true love. For her wedding day, I wanted to give her the world. I bought these roses, each one a promise, a memory, a silent "I love you" from the mother who chose her.

But life is unpredictable. I cannot be there to see her walk down the aisle. So, I am parting with these perfect, unused wedding roses. They are not just decorations; they are a story of sacrifice, triumph, and a mother's boundless love. I pray they go to another celebration, where they can witness the joy my heart always dreamed of for my girl. Buying these roses means you carry our story forward. Please give them a good home.