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Saturday, April 5, 2008

Homie...

Arrived at Alor Star's airport this morning.Dad came and fetch me back to my sweetest home with my 27kg luggage.All of the books were so heavy and it had cost me RM120 in order to send those luggage back to here since only 15kg of luggage is allowed to send into cargo for each person.I have lost RM120 in the early morning and i am going to pay for the same amount of money or may be more than that when i am going back.No wonder Air Asia can earn money even a cheap air bus ticket is provided.Exceeds 1kg=RM10.Headache for whole day long,i tend to rest but i just can't.May be it is because of the caffeine from the coffee.


The first day i didn't see her and i am missing her and worrying about her now.Yesterday when the power failure moment,the first thing that came to my mind was her.I was wondering whether she is fine or not and i was about to ask a friend to help me to go and find her and take care of her.I guessed that the power failure is being arranged by GOD in order to let her have some rest.GOD please bless her and don't let the thing happen again.I will pray for you. year he sent her roses, and the note would always say, I love you even more this year, than last year on this day. My love for you will always grow, with every passing year."
She knew this was the last time that the roses would appear. She thought, he ordered roses in advance before this day. Her loving husband did not know, that he would pass away.
He always liked to do things early, way before the time. Then, if he got too busy, everything would work out fine.
She trimmed the stems and placed them in a very special vase. Then, sat the vase beside the portrait of his smiling face.
She would sit for hours, In her husband’s favorite chair. While staring at his picture, and the roses sitting there.
A year went by, and it was to live without her mate. With loneliness and solitude, that had become her fate.
Then, the very hour, as on Valentines before, The doorbell rang, and there were roses sitting by her door.
She brought the roses in, and then just looked at them in shock. Then, went to get the telephone, to call the florist shop.
The owner answered, and she asked him, if he would explain, Why would someone do this to her, causing her such pain?
"I know your husband passed away, more than a year ago," The owner said, "I knew you’d call, and you would want to know.
The flowers you received today, were paid for in advance. Your husband always planned ahead, he left nothing to chance.
There is a standing order, that I have on file down here, And he has paid, well in advance, you’ll get them every year.
There also is another thing, that I think you should know, He wrote a special little card… he did this years ago.
Then, should ever I find out that he’s no longer here, that’s the card that should be sent to you the following year."
She thanked him and hung up the phone, her tears now flowing hard. Her fingers shaking, as she slowly reached To get the card.
Inside the card, she saw that he had written her a note. Then, as she stared in total silence, this is what he wrote…
"Hello my love, I know it’s been a year since I’ve been gone. I hope it hasn’t been too hard for you to overcome.
I know it must be lonely, and the pain is very real. Or if it was the other way, I know how I would feel.
The love we shared made everything so beautiful in life. I loved you more than words can say, you were the perfect wife.
You were my friend and lover, you fulfilled my every need. I know it’s only been a year, but please try not to grieve.
I want you to be happy, even when you shed your tears. That is why the roses will be sent to you for years.
When you get these roses, think of all the happiness, That we had together, and how both of us were blessed.
I have always loved you and I know I always will. But, my love, you must go on, you have some living still.
Please…try to find happiness, while living out your days. I know it is not easy, but I hope you find some ways.
The roses will come every year, and they will only stop, When your door’s not answered, when the florist stops to knock.
He will come five times that day, in case you have gone out. But after his last visit, he will know without a doubt
To take the roses to the place, where I’ve instructed him. and place the roses where we are, together once again.
Sometimes in life, you find a special friend; Someone who changes your life just by being part of it.
Someone who makes you laugh until you can’t stop; Someone who makes you believe that there really is good in the world. Someone who convinces you that there really is an unlocked door just waiting for you to open it.


I SHOWED HER BY O-TOWN


I Love You by John Movsesian
I Love You
You're kissable and cuddly;

You're lovable and sweet;

You thrill me every minute,

And sweep me off my feet.

You're charming and disarming,

Desirable and true.

You inspire and impress me,

And that's why I love you!

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