Birthday Flowers From a Special Father

by Amanda
(Modesto, California)

Growing up, I seemed to latch onto memorable moments and never forget them. Birthdays are some of my most favored memories. Looking back, there is one birthday in particular that I remember.

It started at about 6 o'clock in the morning.

Every year, my father calls to wish me the happiest birthday ever. He never misses a birthday or calls at a different time.

When my mother opened my bedroom door early that morning, I anticipated who was going to be on the other end of the phone. When I answered, I noticed a different tone, more full of enthusiasm than usual. Soon after hanging up, I found out the reason for the excitement in his voice.

A typical teenager, I slowly got out of bed, grunting as I did so. Got dressed and emerged from my room. When I opened my door I gasped: flowers, everywhere!

A beautiful overwhelming mess of flowers from one end of the room to the next! Their fragrance filled the air. It was the most extravagant birthday gift I had ever received from my father.

There were yellow and pink roses, white lilies and daisies, limegreen and evergreen greenery. It was nearly impossible to take your eyes off them, they covered the room wall to wall and even the floor.

My father appeared with a huge grin on his face as I stood there in amazement. I gave him an enormous hug. It was the best birthday morning I ever had, waking up to a room filled with flowers just for me!