Written by a friend January 3, 1996
On this day, the 3rd of January, one is pulled
back in time to last year .. the cold, the snow,
the church .. those brave two souls sitting side
by side in the front pews listening to the sermon
exhalting the life and loves of Julie Alger.
How do we get through moments like these? They
are so painful it seems like nothing will ever
make it better. But those around us bring us
comfort .. their presence becomes a constant
hug .. and one that is needed for a long time.
The loss is real .. it never goes away .. as it
should be .. for it us, the living, that will
carry the memory that says "I WAS HERE" "I MADE
A DIFFERENCE" "I LIVED!!" .. for without those
memories, it is like the deceased never existed.
all my love,
Jennifer
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