When is a rock better than roses? 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!
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 or roses so watch for my next post!
Pamela S Thibodeaux
"Inspirational with an Edge!" (tm)