These words may not be profound, nor even merit response, but I will always in a special way remember…and love you. I know there are some, perhaps even many who shall say…”it’s been a year since Leah died…time to move on”. To this my only reply is…I have in many ways, yet I feel that in remembering; recalling the joys of what once was, heals rather than hinder. For loss is handled in many different ways. Those who have felt deaths sting may shed a few tears unexpectedly even years down the road at an approaching birthday, leaving those who surround him or her wondering what brought this on…and then they too remember why. I do not know, but I think that the first year may be the most difficult…for there are so many first that one must face…the first Christmas…the first Mother, or Fathers day, and of course…the first birthday. Yet the living must go on living…Jesus even said,”Let the dead bury the dead”. However, to reflect on the fondness of joys past brings health and life back to the soul. Today, August the 24th would have marked Leah and mines 24th year as man and wife. Two weeks later on September the 7th, we would have celebrated her birthday by the sea and its ebbing tide. Yet, it was this day that she went home to be with Jesus…In a few weeks it will have been a year since she slipped away in my arms. Many things have changed in this due course both good and bad. I am back in college seeking a degree, and I have made many…many new friends. Therefore the following poem and video is not about mourning, or grief, but about celebrating a beautiful and everlasting memory. Thus serving as a reminder to myself, that we must love with all of our heart…all of our days that God has by His grace allowed us to see.