I found my heart while sitting in a shopping plaza after a long Sunday shift, it was tied to a chair at the table I was at.
My father had just had a heart attack that Tuesday, and it was the end of a very difficult week. At first I thought it was an advertisement for an adoption event, but once I figured out what it was I genuinely smiled for the first time in days. Very sweet. I’m going to put it on my Christmas tree.
(My dad is now home and recovering)
