The Sacred Red Rose

An email i received from Uncle Paul, a touching story and for you, i would like to say those words too.

And, I also wish...for a tulip.

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,

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,"

"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

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 the re 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.