The Sweetest Thing

Yesterday I was in despair - trying to chose whether to take on a new job even though it would mean longer hours, be harder and pay less but be more rewarding... or whether to stick with what I have, which is admittedly fantastic most of the time... and well-- it was tough. Carter's there with me, I'm spewing out a million thoughts a minute, completely incapable of rationality and driving myself crazy by analyzing pros and cons.
Suddenly, he stands up quietly and takes me by the shoulders and leads me to my room. On my bed, he had laid out magnolia petals in the shape of a giant heart. Inside the first heart, he layered petals of a different color, and inside that, a third layer. Laying in the middle was an envelope. I opened it up, and found two tickets to Thursday's baseball game, with a hand-written invitation to join him. It was the sweetest thing.