I got this off my Multiple Myeloma list I'm now on. My Gpa who has
Parkinson's has not been diagnosed with it..
janet

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>ALWAYS
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>Red roses were her favorites, her name was also Rose.
>And every year her husband sent them, tied with pretty bows.
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>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 favorite 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 the loneliness and solitude that had become her fate.
>Then, the very hour, as on the Valentines' before,
>The doorbell rang and there were roses, sitting by her door.
>
>She brought the roses in and just looked at them in shock.
>Then went to get the telephone, to call the florist shop.
>The owner answered and 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 that 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,
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>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.
>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.
>"It always protects, always trust, always hopes, always
>perseveres.
>Love never fails."  I Corinthians 13:7-8a NIV
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