Flowers. 
On my drive to work, the road goes through a cut in a small hill. I noticed a few weeks ago that on the sides of this cut, daffodils were coming up. This is now part of my morning routine, to slow down a bit through this cut and look at the daffodils. They are one of my favorite flowers. It’s just that they seem so brave and happy to me, and seeing them is like the touch of God. Spring is here and here’s a smiling yellow face for you, just for you, to prove it. All is not lost, all is not grey, life will come back and I haven’t forgotten you.
Have a daffodil.