Simply said by Roberta Tremblay
Fresh flowers are such a thing of beauty. Once in a while I pick a bouquet or a single perfect rose and give to a neighbor, friend or relative.
Early one morning I gathered a beautiful bouquet of sweet-smelling and long-stemmed roses for myself. The roses were definitely a delight to my eyes. While I thought about how pleasing they were for me to enjoy, a calm and gentle voice outside of myself simply said, Give them to your friend.
I went straight into the house and arranged the roses in a vase. Then I wrote this note as small as I could…For my friend. I went across the street to my neighbor's, who is also one of my closest friends, and I left the bouquet at the front door.
Later that day my friend called to thank me. She said the flowers were a true blessing. Late the night before she had been arguing with one of her children. Being cruel, as teenagers can sometimes be, her child said to her, “You have no friends.”
What a surprise when she went to leave for work that morning and found not just the blessings of the bouquet of flowers, but the tiny note which simply said” For my friend.”
The supreme happiness in life is the conviction that we are loved.
Victor Hugo |
