My mom bought me my first bouquet of pink roses when I turned 16 years old. I can still remember them . . . and how special I felt when she gave them to me. I truly felt like a young lady.
My mom has given me flowers every year for my birthday since my Sweet 16 . . . a tradition that I hold dear to my heart.
I bought our oldest daughter a bouquet of petite pink roses this year for her 6th birthday. They're so beautiful and feminine. A tradition that I hope to pass down every year on her special day.
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