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Friday, February 06, 2009

A touching story

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 pack 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.

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.

Every day be thankful for what you have and who you are.

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