Last week at work I received a text from Nerea to say that a
huge bouquet of beautiful flowers for me had been delivered to the door. I “knew”, (somewhat sadly, in
retrospect) that they couldn’t be mine so I asked Nerea for more details. Amazingly, she said they were definitely for
me as they were accompanied by a named card and the lady who delivered them knew that
Nerea was my daughter. Once Nerea had opened the card, it wasn’t too difficult to
realise that they were from a dear colleague.
They were a truly, delightful and
undeserved surprise
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