Remember the day when we first met? I do. I remember the sunshine and the sound of the creek as it rolled by. I remember your tears. I saw your pain, your confusion. You lost all hope that day, remember? But you called out to me, remember that? You called out through the tears. Your words were barely audible, but I heard them. And when you were out of words and out of tears remember how I held you? Remember the peace we shared that day – sweet, heavy, lingering? Did you hear the angels in heaven rejoicing that day? I … Continue reading Remember?