Yellow Roses on Valentine's Day

I hope the Yellow Roses...

Keep coming year after year.

A poigant story of love for all people to read and remember if you can.

Thank you for sharing this story with us and good luck... five stars and a bouquet of Roses to you.

Regards
Jewellee

Incredibly touching and funny

I hope you win the Valentine's Day contest

I love the numbering system!

I sometimes feel like I need one for my co-workers.

That is real love

You must be in a relationship or once were in one that invokes that kind of understanding and knowledge.You should win this contest hands down for all of your stories.I hope someday they find a cure for slowly losing your memory and hope.

Outstanding Heart Rendering Tale

You outdid yourself this time. I could feel the poor mans anguish and his, no, their love for one another. You made this old man choke up. If only all couples could have this deep a love in real life. Well done to you from the SW MO Hermit

Helen

It brought a tear to my eye because my late wife was named Helen.

I miss her so much.....

good home erotic

another brilliant story such tallent

Unconditional Love

The unconditional love, humor, and kindness in this story made me weep. It is one of the best stories I've ever read. It's easy to understand why SuperHeroRalph is so admired. If one doesn't have a beautiful soul and spirit, this type of storytelling could never be written. Thank you for sharing your craft with your readers. We receive one gift after another from you. Is there a love of my life? "I surely hope so", said Sparkie.

Oh, you asshole

I thought this was going to be a romantic, upbeat story, but instead, oh, my God, you made me cry.

This was the most beautiful and touching story I've ever read here. I'm sorry I called you an asshole, but I couldn't stop crying.

Thank you for this story. Do I dare read any of your other stories?

The sign of a great writer, this story made me feel. I gave you 5 stars. Good luck in the contest.

Oh What a Tear Jerker

And it was a three-hanky special. God gave me my Helen (not her name, but that's her, all right ) thirty eight years ago. I hope and pray I die first.

was a sad read for me but good!

sorry but my wife is in a dementia care unit and can just stare now. its very difficult for me as you can see. you are a good writer and have a pretty picture...kudoes!!

Through The Tears

What a story, to read it is to understand the trauma and fears of aging, the not wanting to be the survivor but not wanting to leave a loving partner alone either. A tremendous effort that left an old man in tears

Very Touching Story

I've read this story twice, now. I've cried at the ending both times. Maybe it's my age and my own thoughts of aging, but it's a very touching story of two people who still love each other after so many years of marriage.

Great story

Thank you for a nice read

Wonderful story

This touched me. As I get older I think about the possibility of Alzheimer's, and this story captured many of my thoughts and feelings.

Awww :(

So sad, yet so tender.
My grandparents had a relationship like this, they were so sweet, tender and loving to each other, and us, my brother and I. It was so sweet seeing them, at almost 80 years old, walking hand in hand to the store.
I last saw my granddad in the hospital after the stroke that killed him. Still alive, barely, like the old man in your story, he didn't remember his granddaughter, had no clue who I was. It was heartbreaking. And grandma died of a broken heart, basically, two years later.
I never considered them sexual beings - I was only sixteen when he died - but I saw their love. And my grandma's favorite was - yellow roses.
Thank you. Bless you. This deserves to win, hands down.

Well written...

A little more real life than I needed... I went through pretty much of that with my parents.

Very Touching

You write from the heart and have a wonderful insight into the human spirit. Very nice.

Happy Valentines day Helen

Susan
oh wow lady, your one nice lady with such nice insight to marriage love respect and consideration for a marriage
Kisses and tender hugs with each other nude in our bed witha special vas of yellow roses
your friend forever
terry

wow

wow susan ur stories keep my cock up...
keep it up honey....
studs_dick...

Cool story

Terrific set up and so well plotted. I loved all the well meaning generations, selfishly trying to deal with the elephant in the room. Wonderfully written. Thank you.

Susan? Hell I thought you were FREDDIE!

Nonetheless it was poignant, your story. Frightening and breath-sucking. Alzheimer's. OMG. One of the most frightening words in the human language(s), for it is indeed ubiquitous.

To lose one's love by death is horrible, but to lose one's love in a stuporous cloud of erasure is beyond Hell. God help us all.

--George Mason

Sweet

I thought it was a very poignant story. You captured the confusion of dementia very well, but despite Edward's dementia, the way you described his love for his wife, the love that still continued to shine through the cloud of failing memories, was lovely. Rach :)

WOW!

don't need to say more - just one word says it all

DOUBLE WOW

I believe TRUE LOVE can and will never die. NOR WILL THE LOVERS. The true defining of SOUL MATES. TK U MLJ LV NV

Oh crap you made my eyes water big time. As an older man, what you wrote hit home with a vengeance and it's not something I like to think about. Youth is precious, enjoy it while you can.

BenLong said it all, Wow.

Twenty six posts, now twenty seven all tear stained.

Might be.

It just might be a coincedence because I'm sick at the moment but I finished this and cried. Sure I laughed a little bit when it turned out he was humping the mattress, because hey, it's funny, but I took care of my Grandmother who went thru this struggle before finally passing on and this just hit home. I loved it and would be glad to see more like this in both the Romance & the Loving Wives category.

How refreshing

to read a story which is something else.
I recall the sadness when my old Father answered the door and said to my Mother, "who's this?" (after I had driven a long way to see them).
Let us hope that medical science does something about problems of the brain.
73
HP