A message to you, Rudy.

A small child wants to bring joy to his mother's life. He happily runs outside and all day strives to pick his mother the most beautiful bouquet he could possibly find. At the end of a long day he runs home to her, dirty and tired, but still filled with the same happiness as before, because he knows he put his very soul into what he's done to brighten her day. He presents his mother with her bouquet.

Seeing that her child has picked nothing more than dandelions, she tosses the bouquet away never giving it another thought. The boy lives for the rest of his life knowing that his bouquet, his very soul, is nothing more than a handful of weeds in the eyes of the one he loves the most.



Was my bouquet not good enough in your eyes?..