27 Quotes About Remembering-loved-ones

If we knew a person was going to die, we'd hold harder to the memories."Fire corrected him, in a whisper. "The good memories.

I hate running into people. They take the random places. That door over there. Fuck that door. It was an hour before class on the first day and Justin came out right as I was walking in. Bumped in and scared the ba- Jesus out of me and every time I walked into that door, I remembered him. For four years that space belonged to that moment. It’s like everywhere we walk, all we see internally is a landmark of people and moments you’ll never have again.

For those who leave never to return, for those who return but never the same...we remember"wear the symbol proudly and show respect. We all are enjoying these days because of their sacrifices... Wishing peace for them and their loved ones.Live a life with respect and honor. Value those who care for you as you never know...make it happen...go love your family and tell them you love them.

Well, memory can play tricks. Most people, I think, tend to remember the good rather than the bad when someone close to them dies.

Oft in the stilly night,Ere Slumber's chain has bound me,Fond memory brings the lightOf other days around me; The smiles, the tears, Of boyhood years,The words of love then spoken; The eyes that shown Now dimmed and gone,The cheerful hearts now broken.(from When the Splendor Falls by Laurie McBain)

. . .though the names of lovers are forgotten in time, their nameswritten across the sky as ogham threads are tracedbetween the stars

But I suppose it's part of being old to feel that way, half in one world and half in the other, all of it mixed together in my mind. No one's left who even knows my name. Folks call me Auntie, on account of I never could have children of my own, and I guess that suits me fine. Sometime it's like I've got so many people inside of me I'm never alone at all. And when I go, I'll be taking them with me.

The only way anyone can hope to live after death is if he leaves something that posterity can remember him for.

My dad’s life was magnificent, but only if I let myself see and remember more than his years of decline.