For my mama, I got her waxflowers and berry hypericiums because they are beautiful, even though they look like desert plants and were very different from the normal bouquet one would give to someone you love. I left a note that read "Mommy, I know these flowers don't look like much, but I hope you can look at them and see their beauty much like how I look at you and see how amazing you are, even when you feel disgusted by yourself." She had been going through a rough patch, her insecurities weighing heavily on her, which I absolutely hate seeing because she deserves better than that.