Everything you have ever wanted, is on the other side of fear – George Addair
Stepping into the unknown, takes courage and strength to move out of our comfort zone. But sometimes we can be left believing it was not worth it; Be patient. In time, you will discover, you receive exactly what you need.
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 Holly 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 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 p.m. 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 p.m. he was in the station looking for a girl whose heart he loved, but whose face he’d never seen.
Mr Blanchard describes the scene: “A young woman was coming toward me, her figure long and slim in a green suit. Her blonde hair lay back in curls from her delicate ears; her eyes were blue as flowers. 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 Holly Maynell. She was standing almost directly behind the girl. A woman well past 40, she had graying hair tucked under a worn hat. 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 inspired me.
And there she stood. 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 by 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 tell you that she is waiting for you in the big restaurant across the street. She said it was some kind of test!”
19 thoughts on “Stepping into the Unknown”
…and that is simply beautiful! Having faith and trust. What a lovely message, and most needed by me today! Thank you!
It is trust and faith Heather! Hard to do at times. Glad it was what you needed. Thank you 💚💕
Wow, what a great story, Karen!! I especially love this line… “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 by grateful.”
It’s got some great messages in this story, I agree Lori! Thank you 💕
Wow just so incredibly beautiful! 🙂
Thank you 💕💚
You are welcome 🙂
Very sweet. ❤
It is. Thank you Mary 💚
I’m sitting here with tears in my eyes, Karen. I found the story incredibly moving. A genuine romantic at heart, i guess. Thank you! ❤
Oh, it is sweet! I think we all love a happy ending in fiction and in real life. Thanks Jennifer 💕💚
What a story, Karen! Very moving and with many teachings. Thank you for sharing ❤
Thanks Helen! It was moving 💕🌈
A delightful tale, Karen; and a joy to read. 🙂
Thank you Carolyn! Lovely to have you here 💚
Love it, Karen!! Yes! He passed the test 😁😁 Hope you are well 💜
He did pass 👍👏 Thank you Lorrie! 💚