Remembrance is a golden chain
Death tries to break,
but all in vain.
To have, to love, and then to part
Is the greatest sorrow of one’s heart.
The years may wipe out many things
But some they wipe out never.
Like memories of those happy times
When we were all together.
~ Author Unknown
My Poppy died 2 years ago today.
The passing years don’t make it easier, just a bit duller.
I miss that when we would visit him he would always say “Aaaa you made it!” and typically pinch my cheek.
I miss that he always had hostess crumb cakes in the fridge for us. He said he did not like them but kept it for us. Magically there were never the same # left from the last visit.
I miss my Dad telling me the funny things he would say once he moved into my Dad’s place. He would accuse my dad of eatting his chocolates, but in reality he finished his and started to eat my Dad’s.
The pictures are from his 95th birthday party in 2005