There are times when recollections of you float to the top of my mind and stick for a while before sinking back down into memory. Our wedding anniversary, the way you made my birthdays special and how much you love Christmas are just a few. I miss you still… B.G.

Days of absence,
sad and dreary,
Clothed in sorrow’s
dark array, –
Days of absence,
I am weary;
She I love
is far away.
Jean-Jacques Rousseau