When you're not paying attention, someone is watching your good efforts and will honor you in a way that can change you forever. Remnants from my youth fascinate my daughter as she prepares for junior high. Each time she reads the note, she asks why I don't search for the missing piece of the puzzle and find out who sent that note and flower. Perhaps someday I will. But as I grow older, the memory of the flower grows richer because its origin remains a mystery.
Some gifts are invaluable and forever set our courses.
Dixie Leigh Barron's columns appear Mondays in DeSoto Appeal.