Nothing brightens up a room better than a bunch of colorful flowers, I have always believed. And no gift gladdens my heart more than a surprise bouquet thrust into my hands!
So the husband, after almost four years of marriage, is finally learning. Here’s the welcome home gift he got for me a couple of days after we were back in New York.
The husband simply warmed my heart!
Then last week, our office participated in the American Cancer Society’s Daffodil Days campaign. And I, as usual, forgot to order our daffodils. As I had forgotten last year. When a kind elderly colleague saw my crestfallen face and insisted I keep his daffodil plant.
This year, anticipating my forgetfulness perhaps, he had ordered two. And left one by my desk with a lovely little note explaining the gift.
‘Please don’t!’, I protested, ‘You got me one last time too!’
‘Let’s make it a tradition then, shall we? I’ll get you one next year as well!’
So that, my friends, is my dear little daffodil plant!
And finally there is this dear old lady in our office who’s off on a long leave, recuperating after multiple knee and hip operations. In the midst of all that excitement and pain, she took time out to send daffodils to all of us who’d sent over a get-well-soon basket to her home last month.
It sounds so simple, doesn’t it, the secret to making others happy?
Now if only we’d remember to do it everyday!