Thank you to our Well in the Garden member Angie Neto and her sister for finding this lovely little post.
Sometimes we are too fixed on our daily lives. 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 57 years was still too raw. And this grocery store held so many sweet
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…
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