A Deeper Gratitude

A Deeper Gratitude Written by Jill Holewski I gently placed the bouquets of flowers on the passenger seat next to me. One for a friend, one for myself. After the florist, I was in the mood for my guilty pleasure– chicken nuggets. When I arrived at the drive-through window the woman who greeted me immediately noticed the delicate, white flowers. “Those are beautiful! What are they called?” she asked. “Hydrangeas.” I responded. Handing me my order she added, “How lovely.” Before I knew what I was doing, I reached for one of the bouquets and passed it through the window. “Here,” I said, “these must be meant for you.” “Oh!” she squealed with delight, “Thank you!” Holding the flowers up like a trophy, she yelled to her coworkers, “Look at these!” then ran off to show everyone around her. I smiled and called after her, “God bless you!” but I don’t think she heard me.