Here's to T-bone steaks, yellow roses and friendship.
READ THIS!!!! and then reread it. Especially the last part...
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 pick! ed 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 c! art 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 forgott! en 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.
(Please read all of this, it is really nice)
This is a simple request. If you appreciate life, send this to your friends, including the person that sent it to you.
Even though I clutch my blanket and growl when the alarm rings. Thank you, Lord, that I can hear. There are many who are deaf.
Even though I keep my eyes closed against the morning light as long as possible. Thank you, Lord, that I can see. Many are blind.
Even though I huddle in my bed and put off rising. Thank you, Lord, that I have the strength to rise. There are many who are bedridden.
Even though the first hour of my day is hectic, when socks are lost, toast is burned, tempers are short, and my children are so loud.
Thank you, Lord, for my family There are many who are lonely.
Even though our b! reakfast table never looks like the picture in magazines and the menu is at times unbalanced.
Thank you, Lord, for the food we have. There are many who are hungry.
Even though the routine of my job often is monotonous. Thank you, Lord, for the opportunity to work. There are many who have no job.
Even though I grumble and bemoan my fate from day to day and wish my circumstances were not so modest.
Thank you, Lord, for life.
Pass this on to the friends you know. It might help a bit to make this world a better place to live, right? A friend is someone we turn to when our spirits need a lift. A friend is someone to treasure.
For friendship is a gift. A friend is someone who fills our lives with Beauty, Joy and Grace and makes the world we live in a better and happier place.
YOU ARE MY FRIEND!
God bless you and yours.
Now send this to every friend you have and don't forget me!
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What is it with the random exclamation marks in glurge these days?
quote:I placed the ice cream in my c!
quote:Even though our b!
Wow, someone needs to get out more if they find b's and c's shocking like this.
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If there was ice cream in my c! I would utter an exclamation too.
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quote:If there was ice cream in my c! I would utter an exclamation too.
What I want to know is how the ice cream got there. Sounds like the start of an urban legend to me.
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How dare you people make fun of such a lovely story! Hmmmph! Okay, I got it. Ouch! Not so hard! Now, cut that out!
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quote:Originally posted by TrishDaDish: 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."
Of course, within two years that couple that followed her advice was destitute and homeless, having spent all their money on over-priced steaks instead of waiting until they were on sale (or savoring those items at special times throughout the year instead of every day).
Seriously, is it impossible to cherish a moment with your spouse without disregarding sound financial practices? I mean, I would rather eat steak-ums now and revel in a worry free, early retirement with my spouse than eat a couple of T-bones now and have to continue working 5 or 10 extra years in our "golden time of life".
quote: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 had always heard that the market was a great pick-up joint.
quote:(Please read all of this, it is really nice)
I disagree...
quote:Thank you, Lord, that I can hear. There are many who are deaf.
Thank you, Lord, that I can see. Many are blind.
Thank you, Lord, that I have the strength to rise. There are many who are bedridden.
Thank you, Lord, for my family There are many who are lonely.
Thank you, Lord, for the food we have. There are many who are hungry.
Thank you, Lord, for the opportunity to work. There are many who have no job.
And speaking on behalf of the blind, deaf, bedridden, hungry, and lonely....UP YOURS GOD!
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quote:Originally posted by Bettie Page Turner: If there was ice cream in my c! I would utter an exclamation too.
I officially just lost my first keyboard to coffee on this forum! Is that sort of like a deflowering? (Just... no ice cream involvement, please.)
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Don't worry, spamamander. We'll be gentle. But if you're easily disturbed by unnatural use of food stuffs and small rodents, I would suggest that you don't wander too close to the initiation thread...
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quote:Originally posted by TrishDaDish: READ THIS!!!! and then reread it.
I did. And you know what? It was exactly the same.
I feel ripped off.
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quote:Originally posted by NZUL:
quote:Originally posted by TrishDaDish: READ THIS!!!! and then reread it.
I did. And you know what? It was exactly the same.
I feel ripped off.
You mean you didn't get the special video the e-mail program sends you if you reread? That's a shame.
But if you forward this message to 12 people, the video will pop up on your screen! I can't tell you what it is, but you will be laughing!
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Does anyone else find it odd that this woman's husband apparently is FEMALE as an angel?
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No, she was her husband's angel. He's gettin' some up in heaven with the blonde.
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Apparently no one in Glurgeland is a vegetarian.
Mouse the "We used to enjoy Dhal together" Louse
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Also, iirc in the "language of flowers" yellow roses signify jealousy.
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quote:Originally posted by Sweet White Canvas: Also, iirc in the "language of flowers" yellow roses signify jealousy.
Of course. Dearly departed hubby was jealous of all the guys whose wifes consented to having threesomes, thus the female angel after he died.
Also, in the list of smug self-congratulatory "thanks" tacked onto the end, they forgot sleeping and mental health. Or maybe I'm just being pissy because it's four in the morning. Either way, I wish they'd do something to help the less fortunate besides NFBSKing pity them. Bastages.
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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.
Okay not hungry and bying food.
He often came with me
NFBSK
Suddenly a woman came beside me. She was blonde, slim and lovely in a soft green pantsuit. I watched as she pick! ed 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."
No I screamed Remember Mad Cow...
I swallowed Not going there please
"Buy him the steaks.
Make sure your insurance covers new vCJD.
I If nothing else, I could always fix myself an ice cream cone. I'm a really bad cook.
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."
Yeah tell that to the store detective.
This is a simple request. If you appreciate life, send this to your friends, including the person that sent it to you.
My friends would kill me.
Even though the routine of my job often is monotonous. Thank you, Lord, for the opportunity to work. There are many who have no job.
I have no job I am a SAHM.
God bless you and yours.
Your what??
Now send this to every friend you have and don't forget me!
Send any more like this and I will more than forget you!!!
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quote:"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."
You know, I'm surprised my local grocery store hasn't been using that to sell items.
Salesman: *walking up to woman* You know... my child passed away a few days ago... he LOVED lobster. It was his favorite meal, and I feel so awful now because I never bought it enough for him... So buy that lobster and feed it to your family every chance you get!! Don't forget to invite your friends and neighbors to dinner aswell!
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