The doorbell rang a few minutes ago, and it was a delivery of a big bunch of flowers for ME! I don't think I've ever had a bunch of flowers delivered to my front door like that. I've been ill for pretty much the last four months straight, and it's really getting me down.
The flowers were from a family at my church, whose children I looked after a few days a week for much of last year, and came with a lovely message of love, wishing me better.
I may be in pain, struggling to breathe, and have had too little sleep, but those flowers totally just made my day. They reminded me that people out there love me, and it's worth fighting to get through another day.