The first year we were married Tyler bought me a beautiful poinsettia for Christmas. He bought it right around our engagement anniversary and I made a big deal about how it was for our engagement. (Now every year I tell Tyler that he needs to buy me flowers to commemorate our engagement and even though he thinks it is silly, he buys me a poinsettia every year!)
Most poinsettias last for a few weeks, maybe months if you're lucky. But our little first poinsettia stayed alive, not just for weeks or months, but years. We decided to name our plant Pointie. A few times we thought it was going to die, but it kept coming back. It survived the move from Richfield to South Jordan, and it almost survived two kids. A few weeks ago it looked like Pointie wasn't going to come back, so we had to make the decision to put it out of it's misery. It was a really sad day for me because Pointie was the first plant I had kept alive for longer than a week... okay, I'll be honest, Tyler kept it alive; I didn't do a thing. But nonetheless, Pointie was like our love fern that lived for almost 5 years. So here's the last look at our little Pointie.
Sad, huh?
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