Last Wednesday was our 44th wedding anniversary and we received a lot of congratulatory messages and phone calls. My wife was actually on the phone with her sister when the door bell rang and I went to the door. I peered through the glass and couldn’t see who it was… her face and torso were completely hidden by a huge poinsettia. It must have been three feet across and was the largest I have ever seen. I opened the door, she moved the poinsettia aside and I saw the smiling face of our neighbor from across the street.
” How did you know it was our anniversary?” I gasped. It’s not exactly a secret but few outside the immediate family know the day we got married.
” I didn’t “, she replied ” this was for something else. But now that I know, Happy anniversary.”
” Read the card”, she continued.
It said ” Thank you for your friendship and what you do for the community. We are so happy that you are our neighbors.”
It had been a gray day with overcast skies, a norm for this part of the year. Receiving these poinsettias and treading the sentiments on the card transformed the day. It was as if the sun had suddenly come out. Poinsettias, if properly taken care of, last for months and I know that every time I look at them I’ll remember this totally unexpected and heart warming gesture by our neighbors.