Tuesday, November 4, 2014

Gone...

...but never ever forgotten and always always loved: it's been five years (yesterday, actually) since my father died (and five years since my big brother died, as well; he died in May of 2009). It seems like almost a lifetime ago, somehow.

The weirdest things remind me of them. I have a little smile, usually followed by a few tears. They are not here, but they are always in my heart.

2 comments:

vivi said...

It seems so much longer than that when we could reach out and touch them. But all the sweet memories make each day a little each. XOXO

Robin said...

Sweet girl...very nice post. I like to think they get these messages from us somehow. Call me crazy, but I prefer this over the "light switch" theory. Big hugs to you...