Roses, Kisses and Happy-Ever-After

Well Friends, this will be my last post for the weekend. I hope you've enjoyed my previous ones and hope to see you ALL again in the future!

Since this is a Valentine's Day Kickoff and we're discussing romance...let me share with you a funny story about roses, kisses and happy-ever-after.

Recently I went dancing with a couple of friends and met a wonderful gentleman. As the night was drawing to a close, he said... "You're the romance writer, how is this happily ever after? The night is almost over."

My response, "Happily ever after takes a long time."

We laughed and then he told me to pick a rose from the gentleman walking around in the club selling them.

I picked a WHITE one.

Of course, he questioned as to why and I explained the meaning of the colors and said, "I'm not ready for red roses" (by that point in the evening he knew I was widowed).

The next time we saw each other - again out dancing - he bought me a yellow rose and asked what it meant. I reminded him that yellow was for friendship - which was perfect at this point in our relationship. His comment....

"When can I buy you red roses?"

I didn't answer that question.

Am I ready for romance, kisses and happy-ever-after?

Yes, in God's time and very possibly with this wonderful, Gentleman.

But let me tell you friends.....love is giddy...it's thrilling...it's terrifying....Love is sheer madness!

Winter Madness

© 2008

Publisher: White Rose Publishing

ISBN #: n/a – short story

http://www.whiterosepublishing.com/Winter-Madness

Pamela S Thibodeaux

"Inspirational with an Edge!" (tm)

http://pamelathibodeaux.com/

http://pamswildroseblog.blogspot.com/

Rocks instead of Kisses?

When is a rock better than roses or kisses?

No, I'm not talking diamonds...I'm talking a plain, old run-of-the-mill rock!

When my husband and I were dating we went for a walk along the railroad tracks by my parent's house one day and he picked up a rock then handed it to me with the following words.....

My love is like this rock; it's strong and solid, it'll never change, it'll last forever and there's not another one like it in the world.

In that moment I wouldn't have traded that piece of hardened earth for a million roses or a lifetime of kisses!

My husband passed away August 18th 2009 but I still have that rock -and the one I gave him another time - both (along with a printed/framed copy of his words to me) are displayed in the shadowbox my dad built to house special mementos of these precious 20 years of my life.

Although I miss him dearly - I haven't given up on love, romance, roses or kisses so watch for my next post!


Pamela S Thibodeaux
"Inspirational with an Edge!" (tm)
http://pamelathibodeaux.com/
http://pamswildroseblog.blogspot.com/