Some days things happen that make you think angels DO exist. Like today, when I was feeling pretty low after having a big spasm of pain after therapy. Like feeling really down, with a pity party in full swing. And taking a nap, and waking up about 6P when UPS showed up with a dozen chocolate covered strawberries.
Wonderful fresh, ripe strawberries, four covered in white chocolate and sprinkles; four awash with thick, rich dark chocolate with nuts; and four drenched in milk chocolate with crunchies. Twelve luscious, succulent, sexy strawberries that explode with sinful flavor and juiciness.
And no card.
UPDATE: Now I know who sent them. It will remain a secret