Message-ID: <5279606.1075840718358.JavaMail.evans@thyme> Date: Mon, 26 Feb 2001 08:09:00 -0800 (PST) From: kimberly_kirkwood@hotmail.com To: jill@ereo.com, talk2nixon@hotmail.com, mpennisi@pcsn.com, p194rak@fds.com, mark.guzman@enron.com, hbest7@aol.com, janamarie16@aol.com, jessica.chang@us.cgeyc.com, rlh5751@aol.com, jenckr1@aol.com, alyssainspain@hotmail.com, heidif@gedaz.com, kris.hooper@wcom.com, rickhaddock@hotmail.com, ryanthelwell@hotmail.com, scottt@gedaz.com, suzyostrem@aol.com, vatthe@vanuatu.com.vu, bkirkwood@ci.pleasanton.ca.us, dames@mail.at-tech.com, cdoggett22@yahoo.com, sgrover10@aol.com, hillaritous@aol.com, jason_kirkwood@hotmail.com, tkirkw44@aol.com, nannettie@hotmail.com, kannpv@cs.com, shannt21@aol.com, botanexp@aol.com, kristiwags88@hotmail.com, allisonw@onemain.com Subject: Fwd: FW: The Rose - ( For you my friend) Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit X-From: "Kimberly Kirkwood" X-To: jill@ereo.com, talk2nixon@hotmail.com, MPennisi@pcsn.com, p194rak@FDS.com, mark.guzman@enron.com, hbest7@aol.com, janamarie16@aol.com, Jessica.Chang@us.cgeyc.com, Rlh5751@aol.com, jenckr1@aol.com, alyssainspain@hotmail.com, HeidiF@gedaz.com, kris.hooper@wcom.com, rickhaddock@hotmail.com, ryanthelwell@hotmail.com, scottt@gedaz.com, suzyostrem@aol.com, vatthe@vanuatu.com.vu, bkirkwood@ci.pleasanton.ca.us, dames@mail.at-tech.com, cdoggett22@yahoo.com, sgrover10@aol.com, hillaritous@aol.com, jason_kirkwood@hotmail.com, tkirkw44@aol.com, nannettie@hotmail.com, KANNPV@cs.com, shannt21@aol.com, botanexp@aol.com, kristiwags88@hotmail.com, allisonw@onemain.com X-cc: X-bcc: X-Folder: \mark guzman 6-28-02\Notes Folders\Notes inbox X-Origin: GUZMAN-M X-FileName: mark guzman 6-28-02.nsf Hey guys, just thought that this one was a great one to send out to everyone. Hope all is well with everyone and I promise to catch up on emails to everyone this weekend!! The new job is great and all is well out here in Cali!! Lots of cali love, KIM >From: "Stephanie Salkow" >To: "Reema Bains \(E-mail\)" , "Kimberly >Kirkwood \(E-mail\)" , "Kim Kirkwood >\(E-mail\)" , "Kris Hooper \(E-mail\)" >, "Thelwells \(E-mail\)" , >"Ryan Thelwell \(E-mail\)" , "Victoria Salkow >\(E-mail\)" >CC: >Subject: FW: The Rose - ( For you my friend) >Date: Mon, 26 Feb 2001 13:39:55 -0800 > > > >-----Original Message----- >From: Reema Bains [mailto:rbains@gigatronics.com] >Sent: Monday, February 26, 2001 1:03 PM >To: Marty Moiseff; Renee Christensen; Seema Sanghera; Tami Doig; Betty >Arias; Lori Walker; Nancy Camozzi; Stephanie Salkow >Subject: FW: The Rose - ( For you my friend) > > > >Fax: 925-328-4663 > >Subject: FW: The Rose - ( For you my friend) > > > > > > >Subject: Fw: The rose > >The Rose >Red roses were her favorites, >her name was also Rose. >And every year her husband sent them, >tied with pretty bows. > >The year he died, >the roses were delivered to her door. >the card said, "Be my Valentine," >like all the years before. > >Each 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 hard 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, >she read 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. > >This is Forever Friendship. >This is the sacred RED ROSE. You MUST pass this >rose on to at least 5 people within the hour of >receiving this rose. After you do, make a wish. If you = >you've passed it on, your wish will come true and love >will come your way shortly. If not your life will stay >the same as it has always been. (No Threats). >Just be nice & pass it on.... > >May we all be loved so much. >Friend , If I don't get this back I can take a hint! >How many people actually have 8 true friends? >Hardly anyone I know! But some of us have all >right friends and good friends!!! > >You have been Tagged by the YELLOW bird! >Which means you are a great friend!! > >You will Have Good Luck For Two Years >if you send this to 8 people or more >and if this is sent back to you >then you know that you are a true friend...... >You must send it in 5 minutes or your good luck >will be broken!!! > > > > _________________________________________________________________ Get your FREE download of MSN Explorer at http://explorer.msn.com