My dad passed away 53 years ago and I still remember his voice. I see him again in photographs taken 60 and 70 years ago. Mom passed away 27 years ago. The memories are bitter-sweet because the people are taken for granted while they are here and it’s easy to take their love for granted while they are here. Just a kind word for the ancestors, don’t take the relatives for granted but enjoy the days and years of being with them. Love you all!
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