And to be fair, my mother would've liked these flowers.
On the other hand, she would've also liked snacks. I'm begging you, if you have the irrepressible urge to send something to somebody's house after a death, mine or anybody else's, consider a (culturally appropriate) gift basket. It reminds them to eat, plus they don't have to figure out what to do with food the way they have to do figure out what to do with flowers.
(Also, of late, none of the gift baskets I've gotten have made me cry. Flowers, apparently, are something else entirely.)
Edit: Not, of course, that I don't appreciate nice gestures, but... I'm still a bit too sad to appreciate flowers politely, I guess? Sorry.
On the other hand, she would've also liked snacks. I'm begging you, if you have the irrepressible urge to send something to somebody's house after a death, mine or anybody else's, consider a (culturally appropriate) gift basket. It reminds them to eat, plus they don't have to figure out what to do with food the way they have to do figure out what to do with flowers.
(Also, of late, none of the gift baskets I've gotten have made me cry. Flowers, apparently, are something else entirely.)
Edit: Not, of course, that I don't appreciate nice gestures, but... I'm still a bit too sad to appreciate flowers politely, I guess? Sorry.
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Date: 2022-09-16 08:39 pm (UTC)When my dad died, we completely spaced on getting flowers or any type of decoration for the memorial service, so the fact that my side job and one or two other people sent flowers there was extra handy - they were there when we got there, which was when it occurred to us that we'd forgotten to do anything of the sort.
To the house, however, yes, gift baskets, edible bouquets, party trays, especially (a) nonperishables and (b) protein. (Or (c) both, for the win.)
Hang in there.