#9, The Language of Flowers by Vanessa Diffenbaugh, was an interesting tale of unconditional love and feeling worthy of that love. Victoria, the main character was abandoned at birth ~ and never allowed herself to be loved...self sabotaging every good thing that ever happened to her. {so reminds me of some students I have had} The story also includes her love of flowers and the way they have their own language. She manages to create a thriving flower business, but barely hangs on in her personal life. The story gets a little long when she runs from the only man who loves her and tries to manage a pregnancy alone. I wanted to slap her upside her head...but like all good stories, this ends happily ever after, because she learned that moss can grow without roots. Rather touching end.fl: For eight years I dreamed of fire. ll: Over time, we would learn to love each other, and I would learn to love her like a mother loves a daughter, imperfectly and without roots.
