When my husband died, a friend wrote to me that the memories of your beloved become even more precious - because the quantity has now been fixed by death - you won't be making any more memories with him.
Three groups of people provided the most comfort: those who knew him (especially those who loved him), those who'd been through the experience of losing someone, and those who shared my faith that I would see him again.
Make memories while you can. Take the time to notice the blessings, and tell them. Although a cliche, I would give quite a bit for a few of those moments back. I would love to have more memories of me telling him how much I loved him, how special he was.
'Make memories while you can. Take the time to notice the blessings, and tell them. Although a cliche, I would give quite a bit for a few of those moments back. I would love to have more memories of me telling him how much I loved him, how special he was.'
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