The heart holds a memory of her pale yellow dress, splashed with flowers of color, stepping to the beat on the dance floor, smiling and smiling as she danced with her sister’s brother, as he sat in his chair smiling and smiling too.
A blessedly happy memory of those two faces and the new Mr. and Mrs. that brought us all together for memories to be made. I loved them so much and I love you too. They loved you so very much and I know they loved me too.
My heart broke the day each of them left. One to share a dance with his love that left before and one to wait patiently for her love to come home.