The pictures fade but not my memory…
I don’t believe that there is a day that goes by that i don’t think of you. Like most people that have lost family members, I long to hear your voice. Maybe the way you laugh and to hear some of the phrases that were just from you.
Some times I just go to some place where it is quiet and listen. Listen for the wisdom, listen to your knowledge, listen to your heart,
I listen to you pray and hear that phrase “with thankful hearts” it makes me smile.
I remember the sound of that voice when the granddaughter was born, when you were asked “What do you think?” With a big smile and loudly proclaimed “Aw right” It was one of the only times I heard you speechless.
Oh if you were here today…
In my heart.
In my mind.
MIss you a lot, I’m still listening.