Wednesday, June 1, 2011

Memorial Day, 2008

May 26, 2008
My Dear Sweet Robert,

Here I am, getting through another first holiday without you by my side - Memorial Day. I couldn't help but to reflect on losing you during this past year. I know today is the day set aside to remember all those brave men and women who selflessly gave their lives so the rest of us can be free. I remember you telling me of your brief time in the Navy. I sensed that you regretted not staying in. Your life may have turned out very differently if you had. I recall you reflecting on it when we received the flag given to me after my father died, in honor of his service in the Air Force. I can just imagine how handsome you would have looked in a Naval Officer's uniform!

I spent most of the day making picture movies of our years together. It warms my heart to see your happy face in the photos. Thanks for your wonderful insight in knowing the significance the picture taking would have, not only for me, but for your whole family, too. It will probably take me the rest of the year to finish the project.

You have left behind quite a legacy with your photography. I am working on ways to preserve your work so that all those who loved you will have these pieces of your precious memories.

I treasure those memories more than you could possibly know. Or perhaps, maybe, just maybe you do know. There have been times I felt like your presence was somehow in the room with me. It's hard to find the right words to describe it. I smile and look up towards heaven and softly ask if I'm having a "penny moment" experience! That comes from one of your favorite movies, Ghost. I wonder how many times we watched it? I can still hear your voice telling me that you didn't like Whoopi Goldberg, except in this one movie. You always teared up at the part where Patrick Swayze slid a penny under Demi Moore's door to prove to her that his presence was there with her even though he had died. I want you to know that I smile fondly as I indeed wonder if my "penny moments" could possibly be real.

Well my love, please know that you are missed very much. I will anxiously await my turn to travel to where you are.

Always Know, that You Were Loved, and Will Never Be Forgotten

Love,
Kim
Phil 4:13

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