When ProFlowers offered myself and four of my mom friends flowers to #CelebrateEveryMom, I jumped at the opportunity. ProFlowers has been my preferred floral company since 2004; when my girlfriend graduated with her Master’s degree, I sent her ProFlowers (a money tree, to be exact). When I acquired a position in publishing in 2008, my parents sent me a beautiful bamboo plant from ProFlowers; four moves and seven years later, it finally perished. My husband (then boyfriend) courted me with ProFlowers at my workplace in 2010, and continues to send me ProFlowers…just because. Our most recent ProFlowers arrangement arrived for our fourth wedding anniversary in March, a gift from my mother. This was the only time I’ve had an issue with ProFlowers, in all of my years as a customer; my arrangement got caught in the terrible snow and ice storms and was not the usual quality. A quick call to customer service and I received a new arrangement.
I use ProFlowers because I can trust that the arrangement I see online will be the one that arrives to my recipient. If you have experience with other flower companies, quality and consistency are often sacrificed when jobs are done by local florists; there’s nothing worse than purchasing an expensive arrangement for someone, only to find out that many of the flowers you paid for are missing, the arrangement is sparse, and carnations have been substituted for more expensive, beautiful flowers. This has never happened to me with ProFlowers; the arrangements you order are what your recipient receives and the packaging is far superior to other companies out there.
Here’s the thing — I am not being paid to write this post for ProFlowers. In fact, the only compensation I received were beautiful ProFlowers for myself and a few friends. I have been, and remain to be, a loyal customer, and this post reflects the recommendation I would give any of my friends.
Each of the women I sent ProFlowers to has had an influence on my life as both a woman and mother, and I perused ProFlowers’ Mother’s Day selections to find the perfect fit for each of my girlfriends.
I first met Amy the summer before she began high school, when we were paired up against each other in summer league basketball. We would solidify our relationship over the next three years in marching band together, her sweet nature and great sense a humor filling empty spots in my life; Amy was my matron of honor in my wedding.
My first girlfriend to have a baby, Amy became a mom at 20. I was still in college and babies were the last thing on my mind, but I’ve always admired Amy’s ability to remain calm under pressure and find a sense of humor in the aftermath of chaos. If anyone has gone through their share of toddler accidents, this gal has and has embodied grace under fire.
Amy’s always been know for her style with a flair, showing up for occasions with amazing accessories. I sent Amy the Super Mom Carnival of Color Bouquet to reflect her bright and bubbly personality!
Like Amy, I met Karen the summer before she began high school, when I was babysitting for her flute instructor. I was a floutist as well, but not quite as talented as Karen, and our relationship grew over our years in marching band together Karen and I lost touch after high school, but she was always in my thoughts. When my husband and myself moved into the Philadelphia area, and I was pregnant with my son, I was able to track Karen down and find out that she lived about a half hour away from me!
Karen and I rekindled our friendship, and I have been blessed to watch and learn from her as a patient, gentle and loving mother. When I was struggling with breastfeeding and overwhelmed by being a new mother, Karen was the woman who told me that I was doing a great job. An old soul for as long as I’ve known her, I sent Karen this beautiful Deluxe Perfectly Pastel Bouquet, reminiscent of a country cottage in England.
I met my girlfriend Carrie when we were college freshmen, living on the same floor in the dorms. I’ll never forget the rose Carrie gave me on Valentine’s Day, after my first love broke up with me days earlier. Carrie and I would go on to be roommates in an apartment the next year and pledge the same sorority (shout out to all of the Phi Sigma Sigmas out there!). Our friendship has survived years of distance and personal growth; we marvel at the fact that months can go by without chatting, but when we get on the phone it’s like we just talked yesterday.
I’ve always been in awe of Carrie’s capacity for giving, her patience, and her warm heart — she would give you the shirt off her back if you were in need. When I became pregnant with my son, Carrie was right there to talk me through things, and later bequeathed all of her baby gear and her son’s hand-me-downs to us (what a godsend!). Always there with words of encouragement, Carrie bestowed all of her breastfeeding wisdom upon me, and I admire the lengths she went to breastfeed both of her sons, pumping at work in a store room.
Carrie has a self-proclaimed “black thumb”, so I sent her this Giant Hanging Air Plant — seriously, they have something for everyone!
I met Mira shortly after having my son, both of our sons sharing the same name. We bonded over similar circumstances, cloth diapering and concerns about managing motherhood, and Mira has diligently reached out to me during difficult times. Both pregnant at the same time with our second children, Mira went on to have a beautiful daughter, while my pregnancy ended in miscarriage. Checking in without prodding, Mira has been steadfast in her friendship, while I’ve often disappeared in depression. After my third miscarriage, Mira stopped by my house to leave an amazing care package of CSA fruit and veggies, homemade applesauce, broth, and a vase of fresh cut flowers.
Despite living nearby, we’ve not been able to get together since the fall, with kiddo illnesses, our husbands’ intense work schedules, travel and our careers never allowing our ‘stars to align’. These days, Mira is busy tending the organic farm she and her husband just moved to with their children — The Humble Huckster (you should totally check them out on Facebook, hint-hint!). After taking some time off from farming to raise her little ones and support her husband’s award-winning brew pub, Forest & Main Brewing Company, Mira’s happily back to farming:
Because of Mira’s obvious ties to nurturing plants, I did not want to send her cut flowers; since Mira is busy tending her farm, I sent her this low-maintenance Braided Money Tree — in hopes that it will bring luck for a successful first farming season.
I’m sure you’re wondering what flowers I chose for myself, right? If you couldn’t guess from the top photo, I chose this beautiful Bonsai — a tiny Azalea — for my outdoor reading spot. I hope to be able to spend a little time out there on Mother’s Day, taking in the beautiful weather, my beautiful Bonsai, and enjoying a great book! Thank you, ProFlowers!
*I was sent flowers, and was provided the opportunity to send flowers from ProFlowers in exchange for writing this post. All opinions are my own.