Why is it that some days I wake up with such heavy vivid memories of them. Even though it’s been years it still hurts. It cuts right thru and transports me right back to those days when I immediately Knew how much they meant, how solid and precious their presence was, and how much I would miss them. With every ounce of my being with every breath……I miss them, and today I’m remembering.
Beginnings of March 
Lovely tribute ❤
thank you,and thanks so much for reading my post 🙂