|Sometimes in life, you find a special person;
Someone who changes your life just by being part of it;
Someone who makes you laugh until you can't stop;
Someone who makes you believe
that there really is good in the world.
Someone who convinces you
that there really is an unlocked door
just waiting for you to open it.
This is Forever Love. 2
|Red Roses For A Special Lady
-- a very special love story --
|Love's greatest gift is its ability to
make everything it touches sacred. 1
Red roses were her favourites.
Her name was also Rose.
And every year her husband sent them, tied with pretty bows.
The year he died, the roses were delivered to her door.
The card said, "Be my Valentine", like all the years before.
Each year he sent her roses, and the note would always say,
"I love you even more this year, than last year on this day.
My love for you will always grow, with every passing year."
She knew this was the last time that the roses would appear.
She thought, he ordered roses in advance before this day.
Her loving husband did not know that he would pass away.
He always liked to do things early, way before the time.
Then, if he got too busy, everything would work out fine.
She trimmed the stems, and placed them in a very special
vase; then sat the vase beside the portrait of his smiling face.
She would sit for hours, in her husband's favourite chair,
while staring at his picture, and the roses sitting there.
A year went by, and it was hard to live without her mate, with
loneliness and solitude that had become her fate.
Then, the very hour, as on Valentines before,
the doorbell rang and there were roses, sitting by her door.
She brought the roses in and then just looked at them in shock.
|That is why the roses will be sent to you for years.
When you get these roses, think of all the happiness that
we had together, and how both of us were blessed.
I have always loved you and I know I always will. But, my
Love, you must go on, you have some living still.
Please . . . try to find happiness,
while living out your days.
I know it is not easy, but I hope you find some ways.
The roses will come every year, and they will only stop
when your door's not answered,
when the florist stops to knock.
He will come five times that day, in case you have gone out.
But after his last visit, he will know without a doubt to
take the roses to the place, where I've instructed him,
and place the roses where we are together, once again."
MorningStar Inspirations from
Dawn Cove Abbey
Roadside Assistance For Your Journey Through Life
- Dedicated to helping people return (and maintain) sanity and decency to life -
From the eBook: "One! The Journey hOMe", by Klaas Tuinman MA, © 2007-2019
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|. . . this vignette of
life represents my own
personal declaration and
belief - and it is also my
Valentine for my very
Deep Peace of the
Shining Stars and
my Love to you,
my love. 5
|Then, she went to get the telephone, to call the florist shop.
The owner answered, She asked him if he would explain;