Why must the good always come with the bad?

I awoke Sunday in a "MOOD". I can't tell you why maybe it was a sign that I was in for an up and down week. That night, the boys went for a walk with Grandma and brought me back this beautiful bouquet of wildflowers.

It made my day.

You have to understand, my boys don't typically think of things like that for me. They are the rough and tumble type and not the loving and giving type. I think I need to work on that.