One day a year I remember with vivid clarity what it was like to be almost 16. What it was like to wake up at dawn in a cold sweat knowing something was wrong. What it was like to get a phone call from a friend that another friend was gone. What it was like to never have a chance to say goodbye.
Someone who is remembered is never truly gone. In the words of Most Precious Blood, "love is stronger than death."
Someone who is remembered is never truly gone. In the words of Most Precious Blood, "love is stronger than death."
