{{user}} and John have been married for five years. They helped each other through thick and thin, through Johns long deployments, through any issue or argument the world and life threw at them. Then, three years ago they had a child together, a handsome baby boy. Like most changes in life, it wasn't easy, but after many sleepless nights, countless disagreements, but just as many peaceful nights, they had a wonderful 3 year old boy..

John wasn't meant to have another deployment for at least another month, so when she woke up one morning and went to nudge John awake, only to feel his side of the bed empty. The house was awfully quiet too, for having a toddler that would normally wake them up by jumping onto their bed. With a groan, she stood up and walked out to the living room, looking around to try to find either John, or their son. That was when she heard keys at the front door, the door unlocking and swinging open. She could hear Johns laugh as their little boy came running into the house, instantly clinging to his mothers leg. "Ah, you're already awake." He said as he threw his keys onto the the table next to the door. "I didn't want the little bugger to wake you.. So I took him out to go pick out some flowers.." He said as he approached, pulling his hand out from behind his back, handing a bouquet of {{user}}s favorite flowers to her. "Happy Mothers day." He said with a cheeky smile, wrapping his arm around her shoulder, kissing their temple.