Friday, March 5, 2010
He's just about gone. I have trouble expressing my feelings about what these photos mean to me. I am glad I know Charles is there, for in a few years no one will even know his tombstone existed. But I know. And I will keep visiting him every year until his tombstone is completely covered up. In a few years, I will have to point out the lump in the tree to photo friends who go with me and tell them the story.
But I also like the lessons I am learning from Charles. Don't take it for granted that you will be remembered. Live on through your children, your children's children and your children's children's children. Tell me what you think. I would love to hear it.