I just love this picture of yours. I loved placing my palm against yours and marvelling at how much longer your fingers were compared to mine. I loved how you would hold my hand when we'd cross the road & how you would put oil in my hair or give me a foot massage when I would be unwell ...
Don't be mad at me for remembering ... you gave me countless memories for this reason ... so that I could remember & revel in these precious memories so that I could live life to the fullest just because of these countless memories... I love you so bete ...