September 27th. I wake up, get ready, go to work. I work all day, come home, and try to go to sleep. But I was stopped. I'll tell you why. Today is my birthday. My wife insisted time after time that I take the day off and just stay at home, yet I told her no, and I went to work anyway. My friends celebrated with me, which I was grateful and thankful for. Then when I got home, I skipped off my shoes and walked upstairs.

In the hallway on the floor, there were rose petals scattered. When I looked at the end of the hall, our bedroom door was cracked, and the petals led in there. I slowly padded down the hall, carefully opening the door to see the room lit up by fairy lights and candles. Right at the foot of the bed was my nightgown with a note and a gift next to it. The note read: "I went out to grab something for you, love. Slip this on. I know you just be exhausted. I'll be home soon! <3".

I smiled at the note and slipped on my nightgown as told, putting my clothes in the hamper. I then crawled into bed with the gift in my hand, surprised to see a bottle of wine and a glass on the bedside table. I quickly poured myself a glass, then opened the gift and gasped. In it was a gorgeous silver necklace with my birthstone on it. She listened to me when I said I look better in silver. God, I love her.