The years keep ticking by. As of tomorrow, it’ll be nine of them since he left this world.
Memories fade. I hate that.
Memories Fade – A Tribute
Tag: memorial
Live for the Journey
Every year on this date, it’s a must for me to remember this lovable furry guy in the photo. Piezon changed my life and was my everything for eleven and a half years. He had such a palpable spirit and filled up the missing spaces in my life back then (he came to me in place of the children I couldn’t have). He brought along with him a lot of positive spiritual energy that manifested in so many forms. When he died, all that spirit energy seemed to go with him.
A Special Thursday
I apologize to those of you who have read this before. I’ve actually posted it two other times . . . for sentimental reasons. Thank you for indulging me. Happy Easter to those celebrating and have a great weekend everyone.
Some people might remember their passed-away loved ones, on special days like their birthday, or on the day they died. I tend to remember my Grandma on this Thursday every year. It’s not her birthday which is September 13th, nor is it the day she died, December 4th. It’s also not this date, April 13th, that has any significance. It is today … a Holy day … the Thursday before Easter, that always brings back sweet memories of my Grandma. Continue reading “A Special Thursday”
Faith in Things Unseen
I don’t understand a lack of faith in things unseen. Love is unseen, yet it goes on even after death. Why doesn’t love cease to exist if the person we love no longer exists?
Grow Old With You
When couples get married, they presume it’s for life, and that they will grow old together. If you pay attention to statistics, fifty percent of them won’t make it that far.
Most couples don’t realize when they’re young, what growing old together really means, because aging is not for sissies.
I know of a couple who have been married for over sixty years. They show everyone the true meaning of growing old together, being the strength for one another in every moment of every day. Their love for one another never ceases.
Six Years ago Today
Out Loud
by Lori (L. Virelli)
A Dog Who Once Lived …
Our Boy
This is a day I can’t let go by without honoring the one I love who left me on this day three years ago. My boy, my hero, my wise old soul, Piezon. Continue reading “Our Boy”
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