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.