"They're beautiful. Thank you, Dad. What kind of flower is this?" I asked. He grinned proudly.

"Roses are traditionally associated with love but these roses will bring great happiness." He explained. I gasped and stared at him in shock. How could he have known that these were going to bring me great happiness? How could he possibly know?

"Why would you do this for me? Do you realize what these cost?" I asked incredulously. My dad smiled sheepishly at me.

"I made these myself. Your mother used to grow these all the time so I thought I might as well give you some of her prized possessions." He explained. I...