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Today was Susan's birthday and she hummed happily as she drove home
from work. She was really looking forward to dinner at her favorite
restaurant with her husband Paul. A neighbor had agreed to take care
of the kids for the evening and Susan had nothing to do but get ready
and have a fun evening.
The telephone was ringing as she
walked in the front door and she rushed to answer it. It was Paul and
he didn't even tell her happy birthday. He just announced that his
boss had assigned him an urgent project that needed to be completed by
8:00 the following morning. He followed up by saying that in the
bedroom closet he had a briefcase full of documents he needed
immediately to do the project. His request, "Would you please do me a
big favor and bring those to me at the office?" added to the
disappointment that was now beginning to set in. The evening she had
looked forward to was not going to happen, and he hadn't even mentioned
her birthday.
Paul explained where the briefcase was in the closet and said he'd wait on the phone while she went to find it.
Susan
went to the bedroom closet and flipped the light switch . . . nothing
happened. "Great" she muttered, "what else can go wrong." She moved
cautiously into the closet, certain she knew where the briefcase was.
She stopped short when suddenly a match was struck and she saw a candle
being lit, then another candle, then another. She watched in surprise
as candle by candle a birthday cake was illuminated by her husband who
was sitting on the floor with the cake on a small table in front of
him. He was wearing a party hat and began singing 'happy birthday' as
he continued to light candles.
This was too funny! Paul was the
most serious, business-like person in the world. And there he sat on
the closet floor wearing a goofy hat and singing happy birthday. Susan
couldn't believe it!
Paul invited her to sit on the floor across
from him at the little table. "Honey, make a wish and blow out the
candles". She did as he instructed but had some difficulty because his
surprise appearance had left her a bit giggly. The next thing she
heard was a distinct "pop" and Paul was pouring champagne into two
glasses.
Touching his glass to hers, Paul became his serious
self again and said, "Susan, you're the love of my life. I love you
with all my heart, and I am just so thankful that you're my wife .
Happy birthday." He opened a pretty little velvet-covered box to
reveal a wonderful opal ring glittering in the candlelight.
With tears in both of their eyes he carefully slipped it on her finger.
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