Wednesday, February 13, 2008

Roses are Red

I'm going to write this tonight, tomorrow is going to be a tough one. Not really because it is Valentine's day, but more because Jim always tried to make it special. Our first Valentines day, Jim came home with a tattoo on his arm. I know I have mentioned this. It had my name, a heart and a rose. He walked in with the patch on his arm and a smile. We had been married just 4 months and had just moved into our own place.

This is the last card that he gave me. I have that up where I see it everyday. It inspires me to go one more day

He gave me roses every year we were married. So tonight, I went out and bought some roses for myself. But from him. Because he would have wanted it. He also always brought home a box of chocolates. In can't think of any year that he forgot.

I have a photo here of some roses that he gave me, I think last year, 2/07. Who knew what was coming. I guess no one can know. I have the flowers I bought for myself. I can touch them and think of him. I put them in the vase that this flower in the photo is in. I can hope that he knows I feel his love on this special day. And, well, everyday.
edit - 2/14/08 I found in my drawer at work 4 roses from this dozen. They were ones that I took to work last year to remind me of Jim and to show them that my man loves me. I put them in the drawer to dry out. They are now next to Jim's urn.

3 comments:

Donna said...

The flowers are as beautiful as your love for him....Thinking of you today sweetie!!hughugs

rachd said...

Happy Valentine's Day, Betsy. What a romantic sweetie Jim was. Enjoy your flowers and chocolates. Many hugs for you today. I'm thinking of you and so many others.

Laurie said...

Sweet memories Betsy, and I am so glad you carried them on and bought yourself the flowers that Jim would have bought. Love never dies, it lives in our hearts forever. I hope the day is special for you. Sending you Big Hugs today, and love.

Laurie in Ca.