My husband, Jon, left early Monday morning for the week. He is off scouting a trail in some mountains in Washington. I knew it would be hard on me. I love spending time with him. We haven't been married a year yet and our whole dating relationship was long-distance. The worst part of him being gone is no phone signal. Fortunately for me, not for him, his group left late on Monday morning, forcing them to camp elsewhere for a night, so on Tuesday morning I got a brief call, just to say he loves me.
Today was a rough day. I had to deal with a person who yelled at me on the phone and would not listen. Once it was over my supervisor asked me if I was okay and I started crying. Over the next 30 minutes tears were still coming to my eyes, and I was still worked up about it.
Ten minutes before lunch a package came for me at work. On the outside was printed "1-800-Flowers" and I knew it was from my wonderful husband. Upon opening the box 18 red roses brought a smile to my face. It was the perfect gift for me.
The roses are a constant reminder that Jon cares enough to plan ahead of time to send me something special. He didn't know I would be having a rough day so his timing is perfect! And his simple note of "I love you Michelle. See you on Friday." is another thing that brings a smile to my face. Oh my sweet Jon. Roses on a rough day.
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