grocery store held so many sweet memories. Rudy 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. Rudy knew I loved yellow roses. With a heart filled with grief, I only wanted to buy my few
items and leave, since even grocery shopping was different since Rudy had
passed on. Shopping for one took more time and a little more thought
than it had for two.
Standing by the meat, I searched for the perfect small steak and remembered how Rudy had loved his steak. Suddenly a woman came up beside me. She was blond, 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.
A quart, I finally decided and moved on to the ice cream section near the front
of the store. 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 blond 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, Rudy, you haven't forgotten me, have you? I whispered, with tears in my eyes. He was still with me, and she was his angel.
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