Mandy's Depression Homepage

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Roses

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 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.
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.

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.

THOSE WHO LOVE YOU

If someone should hurt you
And say a thing unkind,
Remember what you read here,
And keep these thoughts in mind
For everyone that makes you cry,
There are three who make you smile.
And a smile will last a long, long time,
But a tear just a little while.

Don't let someone who hates the world
Cause you to hate it too.
Behind the clouds is a golden sun,
And a sky that's full of blue.
If someone said a thing that's cruel,
Don't let it get to you.
Your achievements are greatly numbered,
And your faults are very few.

So if a certain person
Should act a certain way,
Think of those who love you
And don't let it spoil your day.

~AUTHOR UNKNOWN ~

I wish you a day of happiness and perfection----little bite-size pieces of perfection that give you the funny feeling that the Lord is smiling on you, holding you so gently because you are someone special and rare.

It's all Attitude

Living on Earth is expensive,
but it does include a free trip
around the sun.

Birthdays are good for you;
the more you have, the longer
you live.

How long a minute is depends
on what side of the bathroom
door you're on.

Ever notice that the people who
are late are often much jollier
than the people who have to
wait for them?

Most of us go to our grave with
our music still inside of us.

If Wal-Mart is lowering prices
every day, how come nothing
is free yet?

You may be only one person
in the world, but you may also
be the world to one person.

Some mistakes are too much
fun to only make once.

Don't cry because it's over;
smile because it happened.

We could learn a lot from
crayons: some are sharp,
some are pretty, some are dull,
some have weird names, and
all are different colors.... but
they all have to learn to live in
the same box.

Everything should be made as
simple as possible, but no
simpler.

A truly happy person is one
who can enjoy the scenery
on a detour.

Happiness comes through
doors you didn't even know
you left open.

Have an awesome day, a wonderful holiday season
and know that someone has thought about you today !

Apparently I can expect to die on 18 May 2055 at 77 years old (bugger, that *far* too long to wait!)
On that date I will most likely die from:
Cancer (34%)
Alien Abduction (11%)
Homicide (11%)
Heart Attack (8%)
Horrible Accident (6%)
Contagious Disease (6%)
Alcoholism (6%)

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