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Thursday, March 18, 2004
today went to work... till evening... earned bout thirty bucks... fair enuff lar... but damn tiring... and hand aching like crazy... was painting like mad... den hand felt like breaking...
came back... so tired... wanted to sleep... but came online den saw one thing which almost made me cry.... (later tell u guyz wad it is)... den ate... watch tv... blah blah... den went bowling... which at the start waz so sucky... den towards the end bowl damn shiok... had one four bag... and got mi confidence back!!! YipEEE~!
so i was reading dis story... and was so touching... almost cried... actually had tears in my eyes... take a look>>>
The Red Rose
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 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.
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.
Or 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.
Sometimes in life, you find a special friend;
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 Friendship.
This is the sacred RED ROSE.
>>> see wad i mean??? r u crying rite now?
Love is so magical... but then it has come to such a day where people take it for granted... and think that the prettiest gurl in the classroom next door and dreaming about her all day means love...
love has many definitions, but one is for sure... its when nothing seperates both of you... no matter what...
evn death cannot do the both of you apart... just like in the story... >>> in other words... love has no boundaries...
Last week.... there was this boy who committed suicide as his school found out he was involved in a relationship with another girl... and the school asked him to break up... what a pity... dunno whether i shld put my two cents worth into this... ok... i will... i mean... no offence... but as we can all see... about 9 outta 10 teenage relationships often end in disaster... (this one ended in tragedy)... and even if the guy had not committed suicide, most likely...(most likely)... it would have been one of the nine... and he would have just gotten on with his life... that's why itz such a pity that this had to happen...
hmmm.... my thoughts aren't clear now... i guess i shall continue tomorrow after i think about this tonight... aniwaez... tomolo got lotsa bowling... so sayonara...
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3/18/2004 11:33:00 PM
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