tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87007613064113571422024-03-14T03:04:37.245+08:00Waiting Outside the Lines ♥Tiya Greysonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17638027019610640754noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8700761306411357142.post-22452891870458137162013-02-16T15:29:00.002+08:002013-02-16T15:29:45.455+08:00Special Delivery<div style="text-align: left;">
" My sweet husband, John, and I were married for 46 years. Each Valentine's Day, he'd send me the most beautiful flowers containing a note with five simple words: ' My love for you grows. ' Four children, 46 bouquets and a lifetime of love were his legacy to me when he passed away two years ago.</div>
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" On my first Valentine's Day alone, 10 months after I lost him, I was shocked to receive a gorgeous bouquet addressed to me... from John. Angry and heartbroken, I called the florist to say they had been a mistake. The florist replied, ' No, ma'am, it's not a mistake. Before he passed away, your husband prepaid for many years and asked us to guarantee that you'd continue getting bouquets every Valentine's Day. ' With my heart in my throat, I hung up the phone and reached the attached card. It said, ' My love for you is eternal.' "</div>
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- Sue Johnston, 68, Houston, TX</div>
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