Have Your Way With Paper

HYWWP Design Team Member MemberSince: July 14, 2005 10,000 posts

When someone you love becomes a memory, the memory becomes a treasure

We shape our lives not by what we carry with us - but by what we leave behind.

Though the voice is quiet, the spirit echoes still.

You can shed tears that she is gone or you can smile because she has lived. You can close your eyes and pray that she'll come back or you can open your eyes and see all she's left.

How lucky I am to have known someone who was so hard to say goodbye to.

If tears could build a stairway
And memories a lane,
I'd walk right up to heaven
And bring you back again.

Eskimo Legend
Perhaps
they are not
stars in the sky
but rather
openings
where our
loved ones
shine down to
let us know
they are happy.