For every 'to,' there is a 'fro'

I just got home from work about twenty minutes ago.  And not even ten minutes into walking in the front door, there was an unexpected knock.  My friend, who is one of the few whom I've told about the diagnosis, came by to surprise me with a bouquet of sunflowers.

What a wonderful gesture!  Faith in humanity restored.  Even though I dislike few things more than unexpected visitors (as I am a slob and could not invite her in due to the status of my apartment), that was a great little surprise.

I hope that today, someone in some way, brings you some sunflowers, too.
Love all - :)