I’m actually crying right now cause God and “ghosts” are good. I swear that’s not a sentence I ever thought I’d say. But there’s just been a lot going on…I recently lost my job, and my daughter's been sick. So it’s been pretty hard for me. But then I get a knock at my door at like 10 in the morning. I just think it’s the FedEx guy or something, but when I go to check, I find these on my doorstep. And maybe it sounds stupid, but it was the carnations that really got me. People think they’re a trash flower or cheap or whatever, but they were my mom’s favorite. And she’s the one I wish I could talk to right now, but she’s gone. So when these came, it was like there she was, you know? Just right there telling me it was going to be ok. She was looking out for me. I don’t know who this “ghost giver” is, and I kinda don’t care. Cause I just like to think God and my mom were trying to make my day. —Margot N.