Remember, honor, love...
"And when the broken hearted people Living in the world agree, There will be an answer, let it be. For though they may be parted there is Still a chance that they will see There will be an answer, let it be. Let it be, let it be. yeah There will be an answer, let it be. I enter this day as 34 years old. My final day at 34. I've gone through a life of reflection it seems, in only 20 months. Heart heavy, tears flowing, sadness and happiness over and over. I've lost friends, gained new. Found out more about myself than I knew. Fear, hopes, dreams, failures, and successes. At yesterday's Walk to Remember, I saw the pain and grief that was etched in the faces of parents with new losses and old losses. I saw the smiles of rainbows, of children that followed. I saw hope and fear in faces of parents who've lost, and are expecting again. The wisdom that follows pain, and sometimes beauty also. In spoken words, songs that are sung, and pictures made. 25 years