I, like most girls, love getting flowers. Apparently, getting the Big C is the way to get them!

First, I got a dozen red roses from Huz on Friday. Then, I got three different bouquets at work yesterday.

Check it out.

These are from 2 students who know about my diagnosis and were sweet enough to bring me flowers and a card.


These are from another student who doesn’t neccessarily know about my diagnosis, but gave them to me as an office warming present (I just moved into a new office last week).


And these? These are the prettiest of them all and I have NO IDEA who they are from. There is no signature on the card and the florist had no name either. It’s not from my mom, husband, boss, or co-workers. Oh the intrigue! I have a secret admirer! 🙂