Hope's Creations has been hand-delivering premium floral arrangements and gift baskets to help strengthen relationships, give love and support, and celebrate life’s special moments as "Hope's Creations" since 2014 with over decades of experience in the floral industry. From birthdays to anniversaries to commemorating a loved one, and every little “just because” moment in between.

Alittle bit about "Hope" 

As a young girl my core memories were set in stone as I spent most of my time wandering in the yard just trying to find somewhere to go and something to do. I found myself picking dandelions, chasing lady bugs, watching humming birds and collecting rolly pollys. My PopPop often told me to just come inside and sit with me while I work. He created wood decoys in his little room setup as his work shop.As I sat patiently on his lap watching him dig and stroke each piece of wood that was hard, jagged and unruly to a fine replicate of a duck with such care down to the detail of each individual feather, I was amazed! The smell of wood carvings filling each particle in the air as he sanded the form into reality was intoxicating all while awakening my senses. The vibrant colors were painted on each bird to visually match what Nature had hid to camouflage from becoming Prey in the wild!

In my preschool years, I had to dress up as a character and walk in parade. Not having the time or money to go buy one of them plastic mask everyone wore, my PopPop cut out a huge sunflower to go over my head while my Mother and MomMom frantically dashed around collecting any clothing that was green. I was dressed as a beanpole with leaves as arms and a bright yellow head! Not only was I skinny and embarrassed of the home made costume, I wanted more color in my flower!!! I didnt understand why I couldnt have any of the colors presented on his desk that were meant for his ducks. I remember being so upset, I felt like an outsider with a big bulleyes of yellow on my head, I was told "that's the color its supposed to be" and walked that parade in the front of the line!

A few years later, My PopPop and I picked up that debate again. He had grew his small room into a a shop and gave classes to the community to learn how to carve ducks. He was offering a class to make a hummingbird and I just had to be included. I remember the day he agreed as he so hestitantly watched over my shoulder to make sure I was following the rules. A huge storm came in just as the painting process began, the sound of the rain hitting the metal roof as I intensely painted my first true creation not only provided a safe space to keep my fears of the thunder and lightning in the back of my mind it also passed the time so peacefully. After the storm passed I ran out of the shop to experience the huge rainbow that appeared while realizing I wanted all them colors on my hummingbird. Tragically, it didnt  turn out that way, we settled on a purple shimmer touch on the wings. Afterwards my disappointment lead to throwing my creation in the trash and stomping off to go color. (Years later I realized My PoPPop retreived it from the trash and kept it in a safe place for me) I couldnt undertand why I had to follow everyone elses rules, I was told I had "Free Will" and it was My Hummingbird Why couldn't I paint it every color in the rainbow!! As punishment for not following the rules and questioning authority I was sat in the corner of his shop to release my anger with drawing. As I sat there raging, I would glance over at my PopPop humming with joy as he continued creating his ducks ignoring my fumes. I remember thinking to myself "Once I get old enough, I wont let anyone tell me what I can do!" 

That rebellion against all odds is what gave me Hope in my own "Name". I entered my teenage years fighting against the world, everything and everyone who crossed my path who told me "No" It became my Mission to prove them wrong. That journey lead me to meeting others who felt like I did, misunderstood, broken, silenced, out casted from the norm. The connection of broken souls were far too many! The late night talks, the scattered dreams, the lies and distrust that comes from surviving in this world of hierarchy took its toll. In my late 30s after years of just trying to make life happen, the stress and never ending battles overtook my thoughts. I found myself visiting wonderland more and more, wishing I could go back to picking dandelions, chasing butterflies and lady bugs, smelling the crisp new air after a storm instead of continuously being thrown in the tornados. I wanted more from my life, more love, more trust, more joy, more peace, more ME!

I was constantly trying to find a place called Home, a place where I was seen, heard, understood, welcomed! As I was trying to find myself, My children were growing following the same path I took, My marriage was falling to pieces unable to be put back together, I drown myself in alcohol and anything that could keep me busy while I screamed inside!!!

After years in the floral industry going from one job to the next trying to fit in I finally gave up and traded my life for business schooling and cakes (had to get the creative outlet in there somehow). This in turn showed me, I already learned through the Hard Knock Schooling System what they wanted to charge me to teach me, the terminology for the in and outs of this World and how it truly is!!! 

After just 2 years and over $25 grand in the hole I decided thats not how I learn by adding more helpings to my already full plate. I started my path down the yellow brick road and ended up at a florist named Lancasters. Rosemary had a reputation for herself too as stubborn, hard to work with, not easy to please.... Sounded familiar!!! Connection happened instantly, Within a few short weeks we began making plans for her retirement and my new venture as owner. As with any pure intentions to better life, obstacle got in the way! Over three years... loved ones passed away, children becoming their Own Self, Marriage past the point of return, Envy showing its face in every person looking in, the times were challenging by far! I didn't give up "Hope", I rememebered the feeling and composure my PopPop had sitting in that room, whisling and humming throughout the day, enjoying the art of creation as his worries past by so easily. I needed that! The only way to do it was to turn my life upside down and fight through the battles alone. So it Began!!! Hope's Creations became a thing, it became my dream come true!  Until reality HIT!!! They don't teach about what happens once you achieve your goals, how to obtain and flow through easily this thing they call LIFE! The sacrifices that come with standing up for yourself, the torment and struggle others put on you just beacuse you mirror something inside them they cant do! The challenges of growth, patterns, economic pressures, family and friends betrayal.... just to name a few!!! This thing they call PEACE, JOY, LOVE, FAITH and HOPE...its not easy to retain, if it was that easy everybody would be doing it!!!! BUT in all this it easy to GIVE, my reason, my purpose, and my Hope is what you get when you order from "Hope's Creations"