It doesn't get better, you cope with the new you

There is no such word as closure, the hole is always there

You never forget, Why would you want to?

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Our Story

June 19, 1988 - January 15, 2005

One gift, above all others, 
God gives to us to treasure--
One that knows no time, no place
One that gold can’t measure --

The precious, poignant, tender gift 
of Memory - for it keeps 
Our dear ones ever in our hearts, 
Though they have gone to sleep

It brings back long remembered things - 
A song, a word, a smile
And the world’s a better place because 
We had Kristin for a while














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