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

of people who believed in her.

Then she smiled.

A genuine smile.
The kind that reaches a person’s eyes.

“I think I need to show up on Monday.”

I laughed.
“You think?”

She laughed too.
The sound filled the room in a way it hadn’t for months.

Later that night, after the flowers had been arranged and the notes carefully stacked on the dining table, we sat together continue reading …