Memories of Christmases Past
As Christmas approaches, I am sure all of us have lost people we loved and will miss this Christmas. Perhaps we can share memories of those we love here.
I miss my beloved husband, Richard. I woke up this morning with him on my mind and have already lost some tears over his memory. I met him while I was serving drinks in a bar in Bowling Green, Kentucky. I was 25 and he was just 18. He looked into my eyes and (later told me he) fell in love at that moment. Within a couple of years we were married and a year and one-half later we had started a family. He was always my protector and the strength I needed to succeed in life.
For his final Christmas, I bought him a tailored suit that he loved. I buried him in that suit.
Rest in peace my beloved husband. I will always hold the memories of you dearly.
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