I went to church yesterday. Honestly, I didn't listen to many of the words spoken. But the piano solo, oh, the beautiful music...took me to a better place. I thought of people I love walking streets of gold. For just those golden moments I was with them.
While here when I visit them it is just stone and grass. Today is memorial day, when we are to traditionally remember our loved ones who have passed on. I remember them often.
We have golden moments, but that is what life is made of...many moments.
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