When I returned home, I was greeted by a most regal path of carefully arranged twigs...
...filled in with the most bejeweled fall leaves of the season - crimson, caramel, honey, rust, magenta, and ruby. They called it my "red carpet," which lead me straight to my "castle."
Inside, I discovered the finest glass of nature's champagne. My children scouted the fields in search of wild flowers for me. This dandelion gleams the last remnants of summer, because they say, this beauty is the very last one.
From the cupboard they unveiled both of the their great grandmother's silver candelabras. In place of wax, they rolled up precisely measured parchment with hand-scribed thoughts for me: caring, laughter, love, and MOM/WOW (because mom spelled upside down is wow). These papers illuminate much more light than any candle ever could.
And they baked! From scratch. See the chocolate pan of brownies? It was scrumptious. They labored for an hour on the cake because they read through recipe books to find just the right one.
And at the end of their card, they composed these adorable words of sentiment:
The perfect surprise indeed! Magical doesn't even begin to express my overwhelming love.
While God's blessings assisted them in their task, it is they who are my precious blessings from God.