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Richard
16th March 2010, 21:52
I would like to share a story that has changed my life.

In the spring of 2006 I started a new business with my wife Céline and a very close friend, Christina. We opened a flower shop together and were learning the ropes fast. Not long after we opened I soon realized that my part of the business was most definitely not going to be making bouquets or arrangements so I assumed the role of support and transportation. Flower deliveries were becoming more frequent and I was learning to love doing it. The joyful surprise that most recipients display warms my heart and of the many jobs I have done over the years this one was fast becoming my personal favorite.

In July of that first year, 4 months after we opened we received and order for a bouquet for a woman in her 90’s that was terminally ill with cancer. It was her birthday and as she lived alone in her home, a caring friend requested a nice bouquet be sent to her to help lift her spirits. When I was told about the details of this particular delivery I was eager to get there and provide that joyful surprise for a woman who needed it more than anyone I have brought flowers to yet.

Céline made a beautiful bouquet with different flowers and colors and added her usual extra touch, several artificial butterflies with various bright colors to compliment the bouquet. It was simply stunning. I picked it up along with the card and proceeded to bring it to this woman's home, a short drive from the store. As I arrived I saw the front yard of her home was overflowing with a large assortment of wildflowers, there were real butterflies fluttering around and some fake ones placed in the garden. This woman obviously loved flowers and adored butterflies, Céline had no idea how perfect the bouquet that she made was.
I rang the bell and waited. After a short time the door opened to reveal an elderly woman with the warmest most loving eyes and voice I have ever seen or heard. Her eyes sparkled to life as she looked at the flowers I was holding out towards her. “For you Ma’am, Have a very happy birthday!” Her eyes welled up with tears as she took the bouquet, “Oh how I love butterflies and these flowers are the most beautiful I have ever seen, Thank you so much!” I smiled and wished her a great day and as I turned to walk away a lump appeared to be stuck in my throat. In those few moments she touched my heart in ways that no stranger ever has and I never forgot her after that day. I told the story to Céline and Christina later on and we then dubbed her The Butterfly Lady.

One year later in July of 2007 we got a call again from The Butterfly Lady’s friend for a bouquet. Upon hearing this I was overjoyed that she survived the year and I was going to see her again. Céline as usual out did herself and made this extra special lady her extra special bouquet. Again as I walked up her sidewalk I was surrounded by the aroma of her flower garden and the butterflies that thrive there. I rang the bell and she opened door slowly and recognized me right away “Again you bring me such a beautiful bouquet of flowers and with butterflies in them! Thank you!” This time the lump in my throat was already present but I managed to wish her a great 91st birthday and hope to see her again. I walked away feeling somewhat melancholy as I was heart-warmed at her reaction but saddened by the fact the most likely she wont be around another year. I went back to the store to share my experience with the girls, after last years they were waiting on news as to how she is and looks. “The Butterfly Lady is looking good and was enormously grateful for the extra special gift from her neighbor” but for the most part I just couldn’t talk about it without the lump returning to my throat.

July 2008, on schedule we got a order for delivery once again. I was enthralled. This sweet little old woman had strength and spirit to fight her disease for more than 2 years now. I picked up the usual extra special butterfly laden bouquet and headed over to her home. As always I was greeted by the bees and butterflies as the aroma of her garden filled the air around me. She opened her door and lit up instantly. As she reached out and touched the butterflies in the bouquet that was still in my arms she said “Hello again! They are so beautiful and I love the butterflies!” I handed her the bouquet and told her how much I love bringing them to her as much as she loves to receive them. She looked up at me with big pale blue eyes and said “This is the third year you bring me these wonderful flowers for my birthday, but I think it will be the last time” then she smiled softly. I touched her arm and said “I hope not, you are a very special lady and I hope to see you again.” Again she thanked me and I bid her farewell and walked away. I must of sat there in my car for 15 minutes before i could see enough through the tears to drive back to the store.

Fall 2009 and after hearing that "Butterfly" (as we now affectionately refer to her) had come by on 3 occasions with a friend to see us at the shop and I missed her each time, I was delighted to see her walk in while I was there. I went out to say hello and she greeted me with the biggest and warmest smile. The emotion in me was overwhelming and I just wanted to reach out and hug this near stranger. I smiled and warmly took her hand in both of mine and told her how happy I was to see her again and glad she was able to come see our shop. At that point a conspicuous emotional lump was forming in my throat again and I bid her farewell with a smile and retreated to the back of the store to gather myself.
I knew instinctively that that was the last time I would see her but there will still be one more delivery for The Butterfly Lady. I will be there to place the butterflies and her special bouquet next to her when the time comes. And then go away before her family and friends show up for the funeral.

Sadly, that day came 2 days ago. Butterfly passed away on Friday March 12th 2010 aged 95 (or so). On Sunday I brought her her last flowers and brought one from us at the shop as well. Plus one special rose. The rose was has a very special story attached to it, perhaps that will get added to this one one day.[see below] This special story was relayed to me by Christina who chose to join me on the delivery. We were both in tears as she told it. It is Butterfly's life story and explains where the rose came from. As I walked into the Funeral Home I realized, I did not know her name.. So instead I walked inside to find someone to help. I came across the friend who has been sending the flowers to her all this time. After I asked if she was here for the lady who lived on unnamed avenue, she said "yes' and your the man who brought her her flowers" I said "yes" and I handed her the arrangement she ordered as well as our gift and the special rose. I offered my condolences but couldn't get the words out. She put her hand on my shoulder as i choked up and smiled with tears in her eyes as well. We shared that moment for several seconds before I turned and left. We all cried a lot that day. This story has touched us all so deep.
And I will never forget this Butterfly Lady. For someone who I have only met 4 times, for a total of maybe 5 minutes the love I have for her is overwhelming.
It has taught me that love transcends all barriers, race, language, age... you name it.

Love your neighbor God said, I say Amen.


RIP ML
With Love
Richard

Kikine
16th March 2010, 22:12
Richard, this is a beautiful story. Thank you for sharing it. It shows how love is everywhere and how we are all connected. :yes4: We are all great beings.

Celine
16th March 2010, 22:22
Butterfly had a lover...Their affair was deep but not meant to last...

Butterfly left Europe and came to live in Quebec.

Brother of the Lover also moved to Quebec, and by chance had run into Butterfly. They re acquainted themselves and quickly became friends again. The brother told the Lover, that he was now friends with the butterfly, this made the lover happy...but he missed the butterfly.

The brother had a daughter, who heard of the butterfly and the lovers story, she wanted to know the butterfly, so the brother brought the daughter to see the butterfly. The daughter and the butterfly quickly became close friends.

The daughter cared deeply for the butterfly and when the butterfly got sick, she decided she wanted to send something special to the butterfly. The daughter came to the flowers , and asked about the roses.. "They must be the perfect color pink, and the best quality,, you see this is for someone very special to me". The daughter came to the flowers 5 times to make sure all was perfect with the order.

The butterfly was so touched by the daughters thoughtful gift.

The brother, would tell the lover about how the daughter and the butterfly were good friends and how the brother also grew to love the butterfly. The lover was warmed by this and thanked the brother from the bottom of his heart.

When the butterfly was very sick, she called the daughter, and asked her to come and get her, she was ready to die. The daughter, heart broken came to get the butterfly and brought her to the hospital. The brother and the daughter stayed by her side. The daughter asked the brother, if she could call the lover and tell him that the butterfly was sick...the brother said yes.

The daughter called the lover, the spoke for only a few short minutes, the lover was grateful for being included ..but did not say much.

A few days later, when the butterfly died, the daughter called the lover, to tell him the butterfly had died...There was islence on the phone for a few moments..and then he asked..one final request..

Please place a rose next to her...no name..just a simple rose...

The daughter came to the shop and told the flowers of her sadness. One small thoughtful arrangement please...pink roses.....and one red rose...the daughter explained her story through tears..as the flowers listened, the love grew...they all hugged as the said goodbye to the butterfly together...

A red rose, wrapped in a green leaf, lays next to the butterfly ....the words "With a glance..our eyes locked"..hidden inside the wrapped leaf...the flowers knew the words came from the lover..even if he did not say them


Thank you butterfly...

Debby
18th March 2010, 07:49
Richard & Celine, this story realy touched me.......
Thank you for sharing
debbyxxx

Ross
26th March 2010, 03:57
I could 'feel it' as I read, thank you Richard

Peace

heyokah
26th March 2010, 06:46
Thank you for sharing this......am still with eyes wet....

Carmen
26th March 2010, 07:37
That was a touching, beautiful story. Thank you for sharing it.

Love

Carmen

mike1414
26th March 2010, 08:52
thank you for this....beautiful

love and peace always
mike

Celine
26th March 2010, 11:50
It is not only a pleasure to share this story... but an honor to have been a part of it.



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Jacqui D
26th March 2010, 13:10
How beautiful!!! There are no barriers when love as pure as it can be touches the very hearts of those who see and feel it's power.

This lifts my soul to hear such a story thank you Richard/Celine for sharing.

Blessings, Jacqui x

morguana
28th March 2010, 13:37
thank you richard for sharing this beautiful and special story, filled me with wamth i have been lacking in today, so really appreciated
big love to you, celine and of couse the butterfly lady werever her soul is now
m x

suricatt
28th March 2010, 20:46
Beautiful story. Thank you so much for sharing it with us. ;)

Richard
4th February 2011, 02:55
This thread was removed by me for personal reasons almost a year ago.
I was just asked about it and if I could restore it, so here it is.
It is a story very close to my heart and I will share it again with
Avalon for it may be helpful at this point in time.
:luv:


Enjoy

bluestflame
4th February 2011, 03:03
thanks Richard ...

Chuck
4th February 2011, 03:08
...awesome

Dennis Leahy
4th February 2011, 03:17
A moving, beautiful love story, read through tears.

Thanks Richard, and thanks Céline.

Dennis

Burke
4th February 2011, 03:36
thank you two for bringing the butterfly lady to us all

:wub:

Dale
4th February 2011, 03:40
Thank you for sharing this. I read a great deal of books, some very emotional, but seldom do I feel the given story. This was one of those rare cases. Love certainly does transcend all possible barriers.

truthseekerdan
4th February 2011, 04:27
Thank you Richard for sharing this wonderful experience. This also reminded me of this beautiful song. Enjoy! :wub:

x-Q3Pc1RwoM

chelmostef
4th February 2011, 09:12
That is a truly beautiful story, thank you so much for sharing it with us...

Its the second time in two days I have had tears brought to my eyes...

Thankyou! Richard & Celine and all on Avalon who make it what it is :luv:

Celine
4th February 2011, 11:56
It was an honor to be a witness to this story.

Richard your words are as elegant and as strong as your heart...thank you for agreeing to share it here ...


Of all the stories collected over the last 5 years, this one is special to my heart...

Richard
4th February 2011, 14:29
It was an honor to be a witness to this story.

Richard your words are as elegant and as strong as your heart...thank you for agreeing to share it here ...


Of all the stories collected over the last 5 years, this one is special to my heart...

Your welcome, and this thread is moved once again, back to Spirituality where it was written.

As many of you who know me know, I am a very private man and sharing this
with Avalon is one thing, sharing with the world is another.

However, I trust my wifes judgment and placed it back in here for the world to see.

rgray222
4th February 2011, 14:53
Thank you both for sharing this great story. One of the things about forums is that they rarely give you a look into someone's soul but this story does and for that it is very much appreciated.

Celine
4th February 2011, 15:53
Your welcome, and this thread is moved once again, back to Spirituality where it was written.

As many of you who know me know, I am a very private man and sharing this
with Avalon is one thing, sharing with the world is another.

However, I trust my wifes judgment and placed back in here for the world to see.

You honor me so much Richard...thank you.

This story is a story of all..for all..

Each one of you is in that story...

The butterfly....the lover...the brother..the daughter..and the flowers.

Lord Sidious
4th February 2011, 16:49
Thanks for that Richard and Celine.
That story is one that we can feel and read at the same time and you don't get many like that on a forum.
Not positive ones, anyways.
And you know something Richard, I can see why you liked that job of delivering flowers and it isn't something that I would have thought of myself.
You guys will get the reward coming to you for the way you treated that old lady and others too.

RedeZra
4th February 2011, 17:19
tnx for the wonderful story

---

love lost and found

in a beautiful bouquet

of roses tears and butterflies

delaware
4th February 2011, 17:21
thank you for this beautiful story, love really knows no limits

Lettherebelight
4th February 2011, 18:03
Thanks Celine and Richard for sharing the wonderful story of the Butterfly. Had you not reposted it, I never would have heard it.
It was beautifully told, in tandem.

This spring, when I we see the flowers, bees and butterlies in the garden, I will remember the story of Butterfly.

I will think how nicely Celine and Richard work together, and what an inspiration that is.

And I will remember how fluently flowers speak the language of love.

Inelia
4th February 2011, 18:17
:................)

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An Cailleach
5th February 2011, 05:20
I'm trying to stop crying my eyes out... very literally.

Celine and Richard, thank you for that incredibly moving story.

I am so, so grateful you both and to Avalon.

Much Love

Celine
5th February 2011, 05:56
*celine hands GC a tissue *

I have read it a dozen times...still makes me cry.

Avalon is a reflection of the people that fill her....thank you

BrianEn
5th February 2011, 06:03
That is a beautiful story. I was quite moved. I don't really like calling it a story because it's so much more than that. It's more on an inspiration like the butterflies that went on to the arrangment. I don't think I'll look at butterflies the same way.

rgray222
5th February 2011, 15:06
Richard, Celine
Here is a series of events that happened to me yesterday.
Let me start by saying that my wife's mother passed away two weeks ago!

Got up in the morning and eventually read Richards story which I was moved by, left a comment I believe #23

My wife went off to work and brings home a bouquet of flowers with butterflies on it. One of her clients had given it to her in memory of her mother.
I smiled and thought about the story here and reminded myself that everything happens for a reason, there are no coincidences.

It was getting late but I thought I could do a little research for one of my websites. I was poking around for about a half hour and ready to call it a night. One more place to search, so I put in the address and what comes up;

Butterflies: Innocent Insect Or Mysterious Omens of Life, Death? (http://paranormalx.net/?p=894)
Written by Optik
Posted February 4, 2011 at 10:14 am
Today’s article comes to us from Teresa Frith of Alien Eight (http://www.alieneight.com/). Be sure to check out their site!
Fluttering sounds fill the air as the exotically beautiful, black butterfly flits nearer to the sleeping figure on the bed. It lands softly on his head for a few moments, and then silently flies away. The next day, the man in the bed is discovered dead with no noticeable cause.
Could this be an odd twist of fate or was it a nocturnal stopover by a velvety courier of death?

This is just food for thought to a very odd day yesterday or at least to provide a..... hmmm moment!

Celine
5th February 2011, 22:35
There is solace in syncronicity...balance..

My deepest condonlences for your family's loss.

Butterflies are most definetly a powerful symbol .

Thank you for sharing with us this profound and personal moment in your life

edina
14th February 2011, 13:18
Thank you both Richard and Celine, for this gift.

When I was pregnant with my daughter, butterflies would often land on my stomach
and fly about me,

Butterfly Lady reminds me of both of my grandmothers,
And to be touched by Love through space and time...

Is both an honor, and a blessing
Gracias

Lancelot
14th February 2011, 13:24
Thank you Richard for sharing this beautiful story.
:)

Scout
14th February 2011, 14:08
Thank you, what an incredibly beautiful and moving story

Vince
14th February 2011, 15:02
Butterflies are us as we change :)
Thanks you very much to both of you for this very beautiful story :hippie:
Merci beaucoup ! ;)

Yoda
14th February 2011, 15:06
I would like to share a story that has changed my life.
Love your neighbor God said, I say Amen.


RIP ML
With Love
Richard


Richard,
for days, I scanned the site, for a good positive note. You definitely rang a beautiful tone!
Pierre

yaksuit
14th February 2011, 16:49
I'm trying to stop crying my eyes out... very literally.

Celine and Richard, thank you for that incredibly moving story.

I am so, so grateful you both and to Avalon.

Much Love


Likewise Globalcitizen.

Thank you Celine and Richard for sharing the thread again.
Very moving.
cheers,
yak

Limor Wolf
14th February 2011, 17:33
made me cry ... thank you for a beautifull share of your heart Richard.it does show the compassion that both you and Celine are holding in your hearts.

Limor

cayman
14th February 2011, 17:38
That´s a touching story. thank you,Richard
the beauty of life alway conceal in little drops of our way

Erin
15th February 2011, 03:25
This is such a powerful story - thank you so much for sharing.

I can't help but be reminded of my own grandmother who passed away a few years ago at the age of 94.

Linden
15th February 2011, 03:43
Thank you Richard and Celine for sharing this story. It is one that will never leave my mind. What a gift! Peace, Linda

Budaheart
15th February 2011, 04:35
Thank you Richard and Celine...
tears...
Bless you guys who felt and contributed to the beauty of Love wrapping this Old Lady´s last days...

love
Barbara

Lily de Cuir
15th February 2011, 09:10
Thank you Richard and Celine, so much. Oh my God, I'm balling my eyes out...

You see my Mother passed away a year ago and while my Father and Mother were married for over 60 years, my Mother had a lover towards the end of her life at age 90. In a few short weeks we will be scattering her and my Father's ashes over 'Lavender' Bay in Sydney. (My Father died over 12 years ago but we kept his ashes).

In addition I have a lovely, old lady friend who has just celebrated her 94th birthday who adores flowers, lizards and birds - she invites them into her house and talks to them (she is of quite sound mind, brain as sharp as a steel trap), however I don't think she has much longer to go. She confided in me recently that she had a secret lover in her younger years.

I am going to scatter my Mother and Father's ashes with Lavender. And on my next visit to my 94 year old friend, will present her with a bunch of Lavender. Thank you for the inspiration.

And thank you both again for touching my soul with your story.

Much Love
Lily
x

Little Ishta
16th February 2011, 02:54
What a beautiful and wonderful story, thank you so much for sharing it.

pugwash84
16th February 2011, 20:24
aww thats so lovely, made me cry :) thankyou!

sleepy
18th February 2011, 12:59
xxxxx xxxxx

Celine
18th February 2011, 13:04
The butterfly lady lives strong in the spirit of our shop..

We talk about her often, Richard, Christina, Dia , Vanessa and I....we miss her.

Celine
18th February 2011, 13:08
Thank you Richard and Celine, so much. Oh my God, I'm balling my eyes out...

You see my Mother passed away a year ago and while my Father and Mother were married for over 60 years, my Mother had a lover towards the end of her life at age 90. In a few short weeks we will be scattering her and my Father's ashes over 'Lavender' Bay in Sydney. (My Father died over 12 years ago but we kept his ashes).

In addition I have a lovely, old lady friend who has just celebrated her 94th birthday who adores flowers, lizards and birds - she invites them into her house and talks to them (she is of quite sound mind, brain as sharp as a steel trap), however I don't think she has much longer to go. She confided in me recently that she had a secret lover in her younger years.

I am going to scatter my Mother and Father's ashes with Lavender. And on my next visit to my 94 year old friend, will present her with a bunch of Lavender. Thank you for the inspiration.

And thank you both again for touching my soul with your story.

Much Love
Lily
x

Lovers know, no time...

My heart to yours..may the lavender scatter in the winds and share your love for your parents with all.

thank you

Lord Sidious
18th February 2011, 13:26
The butterfly lady lives strong in the spirit of our shop..

We talk about her often, Richard, Christina, Dia , Vanessa and I....we miss her.
You guys should do what I did then.
I used to miss my mother a lot.
But then, I bought a much higher power telescopic sight.
Now I never miss anyone.

sleepy
18th February 2011, 22:34
xxxxx xxxxxx

LifeAngel
28th February 2011, 15:16
Thank you Richard.... your story is truly heart warming.

Butterfly Heart
7th July 2011, 08:10
such a poignant relationship...i am so honored to have read this. Love is everything. Thank you so much. love and smiles to All:)

Turcurulin
22nd January 2012, 04:05
I think I have your lump in my throat... but, I intend to keep it for a bit. Thank you for sharing.