The memories that we carry of our loved ones is what keeps them alive. Beyond that, they are always with us. I lost my dad several years ago and think of him often.
My stepmother gave me his flag, I am gathering his emblems, ribbons and medals to create a display.
It is important to me, but I can imagine him saying something like, why.
Relish the memories, they are what keep them in our lives.
My stepmother gave me his flag, I am gathering his emblems, ribbons and medals to create a display.
It is important to me, but I can imagine him saying something like, why.
Relish the memories, they are what keep them in our lives.