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 - >ALWAYS > >Red roses were her favorites, 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 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, > >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 >