To Cathi and Al,
What beautiful thoughts to “lift” and soothe the feelings of loss that still remain.
Eight years is a long time. Maybe for some, it’s a time stamp that means it’s time to stop remembering; even stop feeling the sadness, but not here, not in this heart.
My album of memories overflows with ‘moments’ that bubble up with anniversaries, simple dinners, walks on the beach, finishing each others’ sentences, sunsets and sun rises. I see smiles and hear a laugh so big it could shake a room full of people.
I still see Leroy. And as August 15th approaches, the images get stronger.
The memories are here for me and I love them.