...of a rose for "you"

Every now and then I’d realize that a rose or two had gone missing from our bouquet. I asked Anton had they died, causing him to trash the roses. At first he acted offended at such an accusation, but after more investigation, it came to pass that he’d given the roses to some other chick. Emotionally scarred, and falling further into my state of self-abasement, I too offered our lovely roses, which were meant to be sacredly exclusive, to someone else…

"Marriage should be honored by all, and the marriage bed kept pure, for God will judge the adulterer and all the sexual immoral." Hebrews 13:4 NIV


  1. Powerful post!
    Blessings and prayers, andrea

  2. How you gonna just leave us hanging like this? Was it to an elderly woman of the church? A single mother? Someone in the hospital? Oh how I am waiting.

  3. Wow. :-( This is so sad how it's written. What a haunting way to put it.


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