Reflecting tonight on my great-grandmother's passing. She lived to be 97 years old. She was born April 12th, 1914 & passed away last Friday, June 24th, 2011. She was a wonderful woman, as spoken about by her daughter & some of her granddaughters. The pastor from her church just talked about her in such a beautiful, positive way. I hope when I die that people say things like that about me.
We leave each day, but do we TRULY live? Do we enjoy ourselves & make memories with our family that are going to be remembered in 50 or 60 years? Even 30 or 40 years later? I sure hope that I am making these memories with mine.
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