I was working and the doorbell rang.  I went to the door and a boy around three-years-old was on the porch.  A man on the sidewalk said to him, “Hurry and come to me.”  I thought the boy had just playfully rung my doorbell.  As he walked down the steps, I began to close the door.  As I did, the man said, “No.  There are flowers there.”  I opened the screen door and notice a bouquet.  I thanked him, took the flowers and went inside.

That was why the boy had rung the bell.

The flowers were from my daughter wishing me a wonderful entry into a new phase of my life.

It is so meaningful to have loving people in my life.