He Brought Flowers

Tonight V. came home and he came with flowers:

I asked when he thought about bringing flowers and he said on his way home from the airport. I'm not sure what to think but I am going to appreciate and enjoy it for now. I hate having to think that way but skeptic is alive and well. I'd like to think that V. doesn't want me to feel this way and be stressed but there's a part of me that remembers how he was when Mark died. It was like a cold, frozen block of ice that nothing could penetrate.

For now, I'm giving the benefit of the doubt. Enjoying our time together that we have and looking for positive signs. Until I'm proven wrong, I'll enjoy this.