Symbols seem to pop out of our surroundings, sometimes to give us a sign, or at least that's what I think. Today marks the three-year passing of my husband, who was taken from my family and me much too early. I found this heart yesterday on a nearby street.
He is gone, but by no means forgotten...and in some ways, I believe he is still here. My love for him is.
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Lovely post Bibi!
Loving remembering and the heart you were meant to see:)
And he never will be, I'm sure. (My dad has been gone for 18 years and I still think of him every day.) Lovely post.
He will always be with you in your heart and soul.
Thinking of you today, mon amie. You will see his smile in your new grandchild and will have his memories forever... He is definitely still with you and not forgotten.
Bises,
Genie
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Perfect. And I keep saying this but it is true .. he is not gone as long as he is in your heart
Very lovely and poignant post. Certainly he is still here - in your heart for sure. Perhaps that is the meaning of this heart in the street.
Très belle pensée.
Heart on the pavement. Beautiful post, Bibi.
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