Death leaves a heartache no one can heal, love leaves a memory no one can steal. - Irish proverb
Today I remember the look my aunt gave him every time he tried his best to make the game Scategories PG13 instead of PG or G in front of her impressionable nieces, then he would just get more and more creative to try and get away with it. So ornery and such a character. I remember gourmet cooking, Christmases, and vacations to Colorado. I remember how you could so easily tell how crazy he was about my aunt and how it made my heart sing that she had someone who cared so deeply for her. I remember how he took charge of decorations at my wedding and did an amazing job doing them. My wedding was more than I could imagine, because of loved ones helping out, and that includes both my aunt and uncle. I remember his son’s (my cousin) wedding last year and how happy we all were that he was there to see it.
The Lord cares deeply when his loved ones die. Psalm 116:15
To be continued...
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