Have I ever mentioned how much I love adorable boys?

I came home from church today and I was in such a bad mood.
It was the first time I had been since Easter, I think, and I'm glad I went, but I had only gotten four hours of sleep last night and then padre didn't want to take me to Waffle House to eat.
Instead, he dragged me to Ingles for unnecessary grocery shopping where he proceeded to let me get a magazine,
but still I was pissy and hungry.
So, I get out of the car with the full intention to go straight to my room when I see the most beautiful bouquet of yellow roses sitting on the welcome mat in front of the door.
Naturally, there's a note attatched and naturally, I read it.

Kaity,

I know you would have loved reese's cups,
but I was afraid they would have melted in the heat.
Can you at least give me credit for remembering your love of flowers?
I would have much rather sent myself; two and a half weeks is too long.

p.s.- I promise to get you reese's next time.

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And just like that, everything was perfect again.
I didn't care that I was exhausted or hungry or a little pissed off at my dad,
I was happy.
And you know, I had never even told him that I liked yellow roses.
Everything is falling into place and god, it feels amazing.

I called him shortly after getting into the house to thank him and this was his response:
"I know they're not me, but at least they smell good."
He always knows how to make me laugh.
I have a feeling this is finally going to work out.