Flowers from the Desert

My husband got some unfortunate career-related news today.

It's always hard to get disappointing news. It must be even harder to get it when you are deployed far from home. It must be especially hard not to be selected for something that you wanted so bad.

I'm not really sure how he feels because I haven't talked to him at all since he forwarded me the e-mail.

But I did get his flowers.

Yes, he got bad news but he took the time to get online and send me flowers.

It's incredibly sweet. He's incredibly sweet. But I can never win an argument again.

Just picture it...

"For the tenth time, would you please take out the trash!"

"Hey, back off. I sent you flowers from Iraq!"

Yup, I'm doomed.

He'll bounce back from this news just like he bounces back from everything. We always just sort of figure that it must not have been meant to be. We're a team and our team can make it through anything.

I love my husband so much. I hate to see him disappointed. If only making him feel better were as easy as sending flowers.