I'd like to say "Rest in Peace, Dad," but I know that the next life after this one is still full of activity and work.  You are such an industrious soul, carry on!  Lyn

Imagine if I was given one moment,
just a single slice of my past.
I could hold it close forever,                                                                                 and that moment would always last.

I'd put the moment in a safe,
within my hearts abode.
I could open it when I wanted,
and only I would know the code.

I could choose a time of laughing,
a time of happiness and fun.
I could choose a time that tried me,
through everything I've done.

I sat and thought about what moment,
would always make me smile.
One that would always push me,
to walk that extra mile.

If I'm feeling sad and low,
if I'm struggling with what to do.
I can go and open my little safe,
and watch my moment through.

There are moments I can think of,
that would lift my spirits every time.
The moments when you picked me up,
when the road was hard to climb.

For me to only pick one moment,
to cherish, save and keep,
Is proving really difficult,
as I've gathered up a heap!

I've dug deep inside my heart,
found the safe and looked inside,
there was room for lots of moments,
in fact hundreds if I tried.

I'm building my own little library,
embedded in my heart,
for all the moments spent with you,
before you had to part.

I can open it up whenever I like,
pick a moment and watch it through,
My little library acts as a promise,
I'll never ever forget you

© Sarah Blackstone

It's been one year since Chuck's passing, how fitting that it is also Memorial day. We have all felt our loss and, remembering his wishes, have carried on with much the same strength that he had while fighting the cancer.  Barbara has maintained a working schedule that is amazing! Walt & I move a little bit slower and rest oftener, our children continue to enjoy good health and are surprisingly agile (considering their advancing ages). We continue to talk about the good times and memories we shared with Chuck..the visits to the stables, to the lake house, rides on his horses, the beautiful stone fireplace he built himself, visits to California (and how he hated pulling the trailer over the winding road along the hilly pass). How wonderfully attentive he was while Mom was fighting her battle with the same deadly disease that would eventually take him from us.  These are snapshots in time that we cherish so much. Were he here this Memorial Day and one year anniversary of his passing I would say, without reservation, you are the BEST brother..EVER!!