Why Doesn’t He Send Me Flowers?

February 4, 2016 — 9 Comments

Why Doesn't He Send Me Flowers

The flower delivery van drove up and parked in front of the office. Seeing the van through the windows, a co-worker announced “someone” would be getting flowers. However, we all knew that “someone” was one of two people in the office. The only two people to ever receive flowers from their husbands.

The delivery driver walked around the van, opened the door, and pulled out a large, beautiful bouquet of vibrantly colored flowers.

As we looked longingly at the bouquet coming through the door, we all began to lament how our husbands lacked the “I-think-I’ll-buy-my-wife-flowers-for-no-other-reason-than-I’m-romantic-and-I-want-to-show-her-how-much-I-love-her” trait.

A sense of disappointment and irritation began to flicker deep inside me and I began to vilify my husband in my mind. What kind of a husband never thinks of doing anything romantic for his wife?! How hard is it to simply dial a phone number to order a bouquet? I mean, criminy, it’s not like the guy has to pick the flowers and wire them together to arrange in a girly vase on his own! It’s a phone call! I wonder if I can get him into a remedial romantic class somewhere!

As the day wore on, my thoughts and attitude toward my husband worsened. By the time I arrived home from work, I was determined to let him know just what I thought of his un-romanticism. Since I arrived home first, it would have to wait.

By the time my husband’s car turned into the driveway, my sharp words were ready to hurl as soon as he walked in the door. But after waiting a few minutes, I heard him leave again in my car. Curses! The intense fellowship I had planned would have to wait.

Enough time passed without my husband coming home, I had no choice but to start on supper so we could get to our son’s basketball game that night on time.

As I started frying hamburgers, I heard the garage door open and my husband pulling into the driveway. He was home. And I was ready!

When he walked in, I turned to launch into my character assassination but before any words could leave my mouth, he pulled me into a big bear hug. Fine! I’ll take the hug but THEN we are having it out.

As he continued to hug me for a full minute, he told me how he bragged on me to his co-workers about the wonderful supper I had made the night before. He began telling me how lucky he was to have a wife who was such a good cook and how amazing the burgers smelled.

He then pulled away and said, “I filled your car with gas and checked the tire pressure. One of your tires was low so I added some air. I also checked the oil which looks good for now but I need to keep my eye on it. There may be a leak and I don’t want you to break down in the country. Oh, and I returned your library books that were in your car. And I also got money from the ATM for your lunch with your friends tomorrow so you won’t have to go by the bank first.”

The more he talked, the more my anger melted away.

Each sentence was like receiving another flower. He was putting together a beautiful word bouquet before my very eyes. How could I have questioned his worth as a husband?!

Gas and oil may not be the most romantic things a girl can receive but It is romantic knowing he is concerned with my well-being and safety. He genuinely enjoys taking care of me. And he’s proud to call me his wife.

My husband may not pick up the phone and order bouquets but that’s okay. I receive plenty of bouquets through his words and actions.

My thoughts were interrupted as my husband finally ended his lovely word bloom with, “So how was your day at work?”

Disarmed, I replied, “It was……uneventful. I couldn’t wait to get home to talk to you!” *wink*

What “outside-the-vase romance” do you receive from your husband?

©2016 Connie Davis Johnson


9 responses to Why Doesn’t He Send Me Flowers?

    Debbie Livengood February 4, 2016 at 5:53 am

    Connie, you are a very gifted writer!


    So, I was reading this and totally feeling the same emotions! Once in a while a girl wants to be pampered and feel loved, right? Hubby does not have a great “romantic bone” in his body, but he does surprise me sometimes and my line would be–This is better than roses!! For instance, left little sticky notes all over the house for me to find. On the computer, dishwasher, on the toilet seat, and said how much he appreciated what I did being a stay at home mommy and a wife. I have kept the post its and pull them out once in a while to “smell my roses.” 🙂


    Oh my! this was something I needed to hear! 🙂 Thanks for writing!


    Alan here: I do that stuff too i.e. gas, air tires, empty dishwasher as a surprise, fold clothes, etc. BUT, I now realize she would still like flowers just because they look pretty, and smell great, and I just need to go one more step sometimes to let her know I am thinking of her more often than it appears! Thanks Connie.

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    […] “My love for God, my family, chocolate, and Diet Coke defines me. I’m the wife of Craig since 1989 and we have 3 lovely and entertaining kids who give me plenty of material for writing and speaking. As a Christian Women’s Speaker, my passion is to help all women recognize just how extraordinary they are and how much each has to offer. There is no such thing as an ordinary woman or life.” Click here to visit Connie’s blog. […]

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