As the lilac-scented breeze carries the memories…there remains the lingering reminder of the times we hold in deep…for to love deeply and live deeply…. is to smell the fragrance of life…..

Torn away from the bygone times, there arises the unappeased longing, for though the sun has long gone, yet the light is still alive.

The unforgettable memories are made in the briefest moments, and that’s just the way it is. The sweetest things are caught in a second, which then carries a smell of eternity.

The unforgettable memories are made in the briefest moments, and that’s just the way it is. The sweetest things are caught in a second, that then smells of eternity..

Recollecting the treasured memories…. strengthens the shared meaning ….by building a deeper emotional connection…It is a relational way of reminiscing about the olden times…By opening them again with the other….it becomes a throwback to the forgotten past….but as you gather those times…it becomes a shared moment cuddling by the fire…for no longer are they memories frozen mutely in time…rather a melting past revived to savor a lifeless relationship….

Books that nourish the lonely hearts….as they make a song in desolate times…..they build a house to take you in when the world forsakes you….and all this they do…..with phenomenal words…..

We learn to hear the music only when we realize that time is in a flow and that which has flown will never flow again.

Grief is a flow of memories, changing forms along the way, from tears to tales of the past we once had, with those we love to the deep.