Debbie Futhey - Floral designer at Memories of Home

Well I can officially say that I think I’ve made it through the mid-winter blues. Thank you all for your good wishes to me and prayers from so many of you when I wrote that blog last week. Sometimes you’re out there and I really don’t even think that anyone reads these articles anyway, but I know I need to keep our customers informed about what’s going on in the business.

It seems as though every day, I’m getting more and more products in. “Did I really order that much?” I think to myself. Well, I guess so, because I go back into my files and “Yep” it’s on my orders.

With my granddaughter getting married in a few months, my thoughts are turned to a lot of weddings, love, and all that stuff. Never mind the fact that Valentine’s Day is in less than one week. I saw this adorable picture on Pinterest a few weeks ago, and fell in love with it. Love is not limited to newlyweds or soon to be married. It can last a long time. Or not……..

I must say that this will be my husband and my 50th Valentines day together. Some Valentines days have been better than others. But he has learned. 😀

I remember one year that I helped at a flower store for Valentine’s Day. It was amazing what I learned about people and their feelings about Valentine’s Day. But one woman I will never forget.

On a very busy afternoon a middle-aged woman came in and I overheard the other girls in the department talking about her in a whisper. I had no idea what they were saying, but it was in a hushed tone and almost a sad tone.

I heard the young girl go to the counter and ask if she could help her as the woman was picking out a card to put with the flowers she was about to order. One dozen beautiful red roses. fully arranged in a gorgeous vase–to be delivered to a business office at a certain time on Valentine’s day was always what she ordered. I thought to myself maybe it was for her daughter or something and she was ordering flowers for her from her daughter’s husband to help him out.

The young girl waiting on her finished the sales order and bid here goodbye. The clerk turned to me and had a very sad face. I asked her if everything was all right and she said, “This order is always such a sad one. Each year she orders a beautifully arranged dozen roses every time. She signs the card as her husband. She always wants it to be brought to the office so that every one sees the flowers her husband sends.” Her husband probably knows nothing about it.


If anyone would want to know what the secret to 50 years of marriage and 50 Valentine’s Days together, I will give you the secret. It’s not the flowers that my husband would send me, nor the diamonds, or anything else he has given me as a gift. The secret to our 50 years is we’ve become good “forgivers.” Nothing else.

That’s not to say that we have not had some really bad holidays, but we’ve worked through it and both of us have developed a better idea of what true forgiveness is. And even after 50 years, we are still working on it.

And as always, I wish you a happy Valentine’s Day and if you know someone who needs someone to show them that they are cared about, be that someone. And above all, come learn with me while I am learning to be a “good forgiver.”

I love you all.

Debbie

Debbie Futhey - Floral designer at Memories of Home