John Blanchard stood up from the bench, straightened his Army uniform, and studied the crowd of people making their way through Grand Central Station.
He looked for the girl whose heart he knew, but whose face he didn't, the girl with the rose. His interest in her had begun thirteen months before in a Florida library. Taking a book off the shelf he found himself intrigued, not with the words of the book, but with the notes penciled in the margin. The soft handwriting reflected a thoughtful soul and insightful mind.
In the front of the book, he discovered the previous owner's name, Miss Hollis Maynell. With time and effort he located her address. She lived in New York City. He wrote her a letter introducing himself and inviting her to correspond. The next day he was shipped overseas for service in World War II.
During the next year and one-month the two grew to know each other through the mail. Each letter was a seed falling on a fertile heart. A Romance was budding.
Blanchard requested a photograph, but she refused. She felt that if he really cared, it wouldn't matter what she looked like.
When the day finally came for him to return from Europe, they scheduled their first meeting - 7:00 PM at the Grand Central Station in New York.
"You'll recognize me," she wrote, "by the red rose I'll be wearing on my lapel."
So at 7:00 he was in the station looking for a girl whose heart he loved, but whose face he'd never seen.
I'll let Mr. Blanchard tell you what happened:
A young woman was coming toward me, her figure long and slim. Her blonde hair lay back in curls from her delicate ears; her eyes were blue as flowers. Her lips and chin had a gentle firmness, and in her pale green suit she was like springtime come alive.
I started toward her, entirely forgetting to notice that she was not wearing a rose. As I moved, a small, provocative smile curved her lips.
"Going my way, sailor?" she murmured.
Almost uncontrollably I made one step closer to her, and then I saw Hollis Maynell. She was standing almost directly behind the girl. A woman well past 40, she had graying hair tucked under a worn hat. She was more than plump, her thick-ankled feet thrust into low-heeled shoes. The girl in the green suit was walking quickly away.
I felt as though I was split in two, so keen was my desire to follow her, and yet so deep was my longing for the woman whose spirit had truly companioned me and upheld my own.
And there she stood. Her pale, plump face was gentle and sensible, her gray eyes had a warm and kindly twinkle. I did not hesitate. My fingers gripped the small worn blue leather copy of the book that was to identify me to her.
This would not be love, but it would be something precious, something perhaps even better than love, a friendship for which I had been and must ever be grateful. I squared my shoulders and saluted and held out the book to the woman, even though while I spoke I felt choked by the bitterness of my disappointment.
"I'm Lieutenant John Blanchard, and you must be Miss Maynell. I am so glad you could meet me; may I take you to dinner?"
The woman's face broadened into a tolerant smile.
"I don't know what this is about, son," she answered, "but the young lady in the green suit who just went by, she begged me to wear this rose on my coat. And she said if you were to ask me out to dinner, I should go and tell you that she is waiting for you in the big restaurant across the street. She said it was some kind of test!"
Knew at first glance...
One summer afternoon when I was 20 I went grocery shopping with my mom,sister and grandma. I was in the dairy and happened to look over as I put the milk in my cart towards the meat department. There he was..the man I was going to marry..the one I was going to have my children with. I knew it in my gut that he was THE one. I knew nothing about him..he was a perfect stranger. The store was completely crowded but it seemed as if it was just the 2 of us. At that moment I started to panic and shake...he could not leave the store without us meeting. If he left he would be gone forever and despite my shyness I could not let that happen. Knowing how outgoing and social my grandmother was I immediately told her the situation and how urgent it was. She walked right up to him and introduced herself as I chewed on my fingernails. After a couple of minutes she waved me over...Nickie..this is David. David this is my granddaughter that I was telling you about. I reached out and shook his hand..it was strong yet gentle. His blue eyes just grabbed me and I felt peaceful in his presence. " Well I am sure you two have lots to talk about so I will leave you alone." And just like that my grandma was gone. I asked first if he was single..he was. Are you busy next weekend?...he was not, which so happened to be Valentine weekend. The attraction was undeniable..almost too much at times. So we set a date and he called me 2 days later and we talked for HOURS and found we had so much in common. Our first date was on Valentines day and we just celebrated our 11th last month. We have been married for 10 years now with 2 children. He is STILL the most handsome,sexy,beautiful man in the world to me. And I am hopelessly lost in those gorgeous blue eyes...
A Beautiful Story of Care & Love
In order to renovate the house, someone in Japan tear open the wall. Japanese houses normally have a hollow space between the wooden walls.
When tearing down the walls, he found that there was a lizard stuck there because a nail from outside hammered into one of its feet. He sees this, feels pity and at the same time curious, as when he checked the nail, it was nailed 10 years ago when house was first built. What happened..?
The lizard has survived in such position for 10 years!!! In a dark wall partition for 10 years without moving, it is impossible and mind boggling. Then he wondered, how this lizard survived for 10 years without moving a single step - since its feet was nailed!
So he stopped his work and observed the lizard, what has it been doing and what it has been eating? Later, don't know from where appears another lizard, with food in its mouth... AHHH! He was stunned and touched deeply. For the lizard that was stuck by nail, another lizard has been feeding it for the past 10 years.
Such a love, such a beautiful love!!
Such love happened even on this tiny creature... What can love do? It can do wonders!! Imagine it has been doing it for a tiredsome 10 yrs, without giving up hope on its partner. Imagine what a small creature can do that a creature blessed with the brilliant mind can't.
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She remembers walking home and having those strange butterflies in her stomach.It was the beginning of autumn.They'd known each other for five years but this was the first time she didn't see a friend in him.He meant a lot more to her now.She was afraid of loving him as if it was not right...Even though they studied in the same school and they could see each other on every brake,she couldn't do anything else than keep it a secret.One month passed and she realized it couldn't be kept a secret anymore.All of their friends knew.He was jealous every time he saw her with a classmate or any other guy.She thought she loved him and she tried not to see all of his defects.Her parents told her he wasn't the right man for her but she didn't even want to listen.The quarrels they had every several days made her feel miserable and lonely because he always accused her for each of them.He persuaded her that it was always her fault and every time she had to apologize.It was too much for her and she was thinking about a break up reading those stupid articles about breaking up with someone without hurting that person,but she didn't have enough power to do that.One day he said she should come to his place because they were to have a serious conversation.He said it was difficult for him but it would be better if they ended there because their relationship stopped to be exciting and pleasant for him long ago...She broke into tears and said that she couldn't keep him against his will and he was free from that moment.She couldn't sleep the whole night and the pain inside her soul was killing her.Her friends tried to cheer her up and never to remind her about him but one day he called her.He asked her how she was doing and told her he had a new girlfriend.She said it was "ok" and she was happy for him but as soon as he said "good-bye" she began crying and called his best friend asking him how long he had been dating that girl...she found out he had been sleeping with the girl long before they broke up.She felt miserable and tried to bring him back,but in vain.She left the city because her parents were worried about her.She spent the whole summer far from the city and when the school began she came back.She saw him and understood that she felt nothing.At least she convinced herself in that..but was it true?
