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Darlene – with all my heart

KShs6,000.00

A flower bouquet selection in loving memory of my precious friend and mother.

My mum smiled through her eyes.
No matter how heavy life felt, the moment I saw her, her warm, gentle, and inviting smile—always reaching her beautiful eyes—brought comfort, kindness, and the unspoken reassurance that everything would be alright.

She had a quiet strength and an unshakable faith in God. What I remember most is how she treated everyone with kindness. For her, it was never just about hospitality—it was about love. Every guest was greeted with a hot cup of tea and a pair of slippers. She made everyone feel seen, heard, and cared for.

But beneath her gentle spirit was a deep well of resilience.
She was hardworking to the core, never one to give up, even when things were tough. Her hands were always busy, her heart always full—serving, building, giving, and believing.

This bouquet is called Darlene, a name that carries both softness and strength.
It’s a tribute to mothers everywhere—the new, the seasoned, the yearning, and those who carry invisible grief. Thank you for your tireless love, your quiet sacrifices, and the warmth you share with the world.

May these flowers wrap you in the same grace and beauty that defined her life.

“All that I am, or hope to be, I owe to my angel mother.”
— Abraham Lincoln

In loving memory of Magdalene Wanjira Mumo
Forever cherished. Always remembered.

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A flower bouquet selection in loving memory of my precious friend and mother.

My mum smiled through her eyes.
No matter how heavy life felt, the moment I saw her, her warm, gentle, and inviting smile—always reaching her beautiful eyes—brought comfort, kindness, and the unspoken reassurance that everything would be alright.

She had a quiet strength and an unshakable faith in God. What I remember most is how she treated everyone with kindness. For her, it was never just about hospitality—it was about love. Every guest was greeted with a hot cup of tea and a pair of slippers. She made everyone feel seen, heard, and cared for.

But beneath her gentle spirit was a deep well of resilience.
She was hardworking to the core, never one to give up, even when things were tough. Her hands were always busy, her heart always full—serving, building, giving, and believing.

This bouquet is called Darlene, a name that carries both softness and strength.
It’s a tribute to mothers everywhere—the new, the seasoned, the yearning, and those who carry invisible grief. Thank you for your tireless love, your quiet sacrifices, and the warmth you share with the world.

May these flowers wrap you in the same grace and beauty that defined her life.

“All that I am, or hope to be, I owe to my angel mother.”
— Abraham Lincoln

In loving memory of Magdalene Wanjira Mumo
Forever cherished. Always remembered.