Ten years later...
...the first flower of spring bloomed.
Ten years later...
...we still fly the flag in his memory.
Ten years later...
... his youngest son who was only seven back then, lit the fire today. I notice he needs a shave. He is seventeen.
Ten years later...
... we stand together as a family and remember. The bad memories are burning away. We keep the good memories. Always.
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It really helped to write my posts of the past few days. I hope our story will reach the ears of those who can help change things. Please share it, if it moves you to do so. But now that I have put it into words, I can put it out of my thoughts. That in itself gives me peace of mind.
Onward...
2 comments:
May his memory be eternal...
Thank you, dear Alicia.
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