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."
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[1] -Barbara de Angelis
[2] -Roses For Rose  ~James A. Kisner
[3 & 4] -Barbara de Angelis
[5] Klaas
  Then, she went to get the telephone, to call the florist shop. The owner answered,
  She asked him if he would explain; why would someone do this to her, causing her
  such pain?

    "I know your husband passed away, more than a year ago," the owner said,
    "I knew you'd call, and you would want to know.

    The flowers you received today were paid for in advance. Your husband always
    planned ahead, he left nothing to chance. There is a standing order, that I have
    on file down here, and he has paid, well in advance; you'll get them every year.

    There also is another thing, which I think you should know; he wrote a special
    little card... he did this years ago. Then, should ever I find out that he's no longer
    here, that's the card... that should be sent, to you the following year".

    She thanked him and hung up the phone, her tears now flowing hard. Her fingers
    shaking as she slowly reached to get the card. Inside the card, she saw that he
    had written her a note. Then, as she stared in total silence, this is what he wrote...

    "Hello my love, I know it's been a year since I've been gone, I hope it hasn't been
    too hard for you to overcome. I know it must be lonely, and the pain is very real.
    For if it was the other way, I know how I would feel.

    The love we shared made everything so beautiful in life. I loved you more than
    words can say; you were the perfect wife.

    You were my friend and lover; you fulfilled my every need. I know it's only been
    a year, but please try not to grieve. I want you to be happy, even when you shed
    your tears.
                                     Love is a force more formidable than any other.
    It is invisible - it cannot be seen or measured, yet it is powerful enough to transform
    you in a moment, and offer you more joy than any material possession could. 3

    The real act of marriage takes place in the heart, not in the ballroom or church or
    synagogue. It's a choice you make - not just on your wedding day, but over and over
    again - and that choice is reflected in the way you treat your husband or wife. 4