Get out your tissues

**pqb57** · 06-15-2007, 01:55 PM

I walked into the grocery store not particularly interested in
buying
groceries. I wasn't hungry. The pain of losing my husband of 7 years
was
still too raw. And this grocery store held so many sweet memories.

He often came with me and almost every time he'd pretend to go off
and
look for something special. I knew what he was up to I'd always spot
him
walking down the aisle with the three yellow roses in his hands.

He knew I loved yellow roses. With a heart filled with grief, I
only
wanted to buy my few items and leave, but even grocery shopping was
different since he had passed on.

Shopping for one took time, a little more thought than it had for
two.

!

Standing by the meat, I searched for the perfect small steak and
remembered how he had loved his steak.

Suddenly a woman came beside me. She was blonde, slim and lovely in
a
soft green pantsuit. I watched as she picked up a large package of
T-bones,
dropped them in her basket.. Hesitated, and then put them back. She
turned
to go and once again reached for the pack of steaks.

She saw me watching her and she smiled. 'My husband loves T-bones,
but
honestly, at these prices, I don't know.'

I swallowed the emotion down my throat and met her pale blue eyes.

'My husband passed away eight days ago,' I told her. Glancing at
the
package in her hands, I fought to control the tremble in my voice. 'Buy
him
the steaks. And cherish every moment you have together.'

She shook her head and I saw the emotion in her eyes as she placed
the
package in her basket and wheeled away.

I turned and pushed my cart across the length of the store to the
dairy
products. There I stood, trying to decide which size milk I should buy.
A
Quart, I finally decided and moved on to the ice cream. If nothing
else, I
could always fix myself an ice cream cone.

I placed the ice cream in my cart and looked down the aisle toward
the
front. I saw first the green suit, then recognized the pretty lady
coming
towards me. In her arms she carried a package. On her face was the
brightest
smile I had ever seen. I would swear a soft halo encircled her blonde
hair
as she kept walking toward me, her eyes holding mine.

As she came closer, I saw what she held and tears began misting in
my
eyes. 'These are for you,' she said and placed three beautiful long
stemmed
yellow roses in my arms. 'When you go through the line, they will know
these
are paid for.' She leaned over and placed a gentle kiss on my cheek,
then
smiled again. I wanted to tell her what she'd done, what the roses
meant,
but still unable to speak, I watched as she walked away as tears
clouded my
vision.

I looked down at the beautiful roses nestled in the green tissue
wrapping and found it almost unreal. How did she know? Suddenly the
answer
seemed so clear. I wasn't alone.

Oh, you haven't forgotten me, have you? I whispered, with tears in
my
eyes. He was still with me, and she was his angel.

**Dancing Lotus** · 06-15-2007, 02:00 PM

oh - that was

I am speachless.

**Ceashels** · 06-15-2007, 02:08 PM

I need a box of tissues now. Thank you for reminding us we are never alone.

**Jayne** · 06-15-2007, 04:12 PM

That was beautiful..it reminded me of my sister who is a widow..Thank you

**Amanda W** · 06-15-2007, 04:26 PM

I'm tearing up right now. Thanks for sharing.

**Shellie** · 06-15-2007, 04:40 PM

Thank you for sharing that.....it was b-e-a-u-t-i-f-u-l!

**autumnlynn** · 06-15-2007, 07:32 PM

Thanks so much for sharing that. It was really touching.

**Nada.Leona** · 06-15-2007, 07:57 PM

Awww... makes me think of my Dad who passed away seven years ago. Wow, it's been that long? What a nice story.

**Marie78** · 06-15-2007, 11:30 PM

I need tissues now, that was beautiful. What a nice reminder that we are never alone, someone is always watching over us, we just need to keep our eyes and heart open.

**island_fever** · 06-17-2007, 11:12 AM

ok...i need the tissues...simply beautiful and heart rending...

**kittykatstrong** · 06-28-2007, 10:34 AM

That was beautiful.

Katy

**JerryG** · 06-30-2007, 03:43 PM

sniff . . .sniff . . . .

**Jaded** · 07-13-2007, 10:38 AM

OMG....when my husband died, his best friend's dad did his casket spray. He was going to do red roses, but at the last minute he said he heard my husband's voice say "she loves yellow roses", and he did yellow. I'm crying now. Every once in awhile, I buy myself yellow roses, and think of him. It's been 22 years since he died.