I really feel amazed. On Sunday night I was having a very low moment - a crisis of faith. I Had a long conversation with my very athiest brother in law and I was doubting everything. I said to Saint Therese, I need your flowers. Please send me your roses. In some way, shape or form - send me your flowers in the next day or so.
The next morning a huge box was delivered, oblong, rectangle. I chuckled thinking, wouldn’t it be great if these were my roses…but they can’t be…the box is all wrong shaped…and it’s not from a flower shop…
I opened it up and almost fainted. 12 pink roses stating up at me. And a bottle of prosecco and chocolates.
From dear friends acknowledging my big birthday which was on the 1st of October- Therese’s feast day. Almost a week after my birthday.
So I demanded (And it was a bit demand-ish!) roses on Sunday. Monday morning a box comes with 12 pink roses.
What do you think? Am I crazy for thinking this is “real”?