I returned home from a work trip to find 100 roses delivered to my wife – then I noticed the note hidden inside one of the bouquets

in bouquets anymore.
It was covered in proof that she had mattered far more than she ever realized.

For the next hour, neither of us went inside.

The groceries I’d planned to unpack remained in the car, my suitcase sat abandoned near the front door, and dinner became the last thing on our minds.
We stayed right there on the porch, surrounded by roses and continue reading …