Remembering the 13th anniversary
of Don’s passing.
I don’t know where the time goes; it doesn’t seem that long ago when I sat in front of the computer putting down a few words about our brother Don.
With each year that goes by for some reason or other the words are fundamentally the same, only the year changes but the memories remain the same.
This time around I will make it brief, and just like Don a man always on the move, I’ll get on with other things that need to be done.
The memories of the time that we spent with Don will forever have a special place in my heart; Don was one in a million! He will be forever missed but not forgotten by all that knew and loved him.
On this Victoria Day weekend as I have done for the past twelve years since Don’s passing and once again I will search the night sky for a special shooting star just like the one that I saw on that night in Nineteen Ninety-Eight and in that spark of light I will see our brother Don once again.
Winston
Winston,
ReplyDeleteHaving marked the second anniversary of my own brother's death (from cancer), I know of what you speak. Years still seem like yesterday.
Our markings of our loved ones' passing keep them present to us.
Wishing you peace.