Grateful Dead Wedding Ideas
Where are the memories when they forget ..? 
That look will always be that marked a before and after, it became more intense as the memories they left, your piercing blue eyes are stuck in the eyes of others, as if to ask, who am I? I assure you that we all want answer, tell you what I loved your children, those same people who today suffer for you, for fear of losing you, how happy you were when you held in your arms to your granddaughter and the tears you shed to see the other through windows , the penalty that invaded your soul when you left with one and you had to leave the other there, but perhaps your best memory would be without doubt, the day the two were with you, if you could today would count as rocking as their little bodies twitched, looking for pain relief than those produced their infant colic, as every morning, went out with them to the street to go for bread and collected two flea as they ate and to that thou the phrase "" and are silent "" as you smiled when you looked, sure that would count the story of his uncle and a bed, the things your mother did when I was like them, but your memories are gone, a lifetime written in memory disappears without a trace, sometimes when I look, I see a bit of conscious awareness, like a child eager for information, but a second then disappears, I think it would happen if you woke up from that slumber, if your head have given a respite to the soul, to calm, a life full of stories, good and bad, is that if you just stop a second to say what you feel, say, "I love you with all my heart" "looking those two suns that light up your life, they ask if you do not want, it is difficult to explain, that more than your life, the mind plays tricks and maybe if there is only one thousandth part of your memories, sure are they . When I'm with you I can not watch you, you are more beautiful than ever, perhaps due to the pampering of your children, but ended up focusing my attention on your look, it appears empty but it is not, when one crosses in front of yours seems to me that you were to extend the arms like a child who wants his mother to cuddle in your lap. If you could keep what I say, today I would apologize, I apologize for not having known, as it should, sorry to listen, when I should not, sorry to speak, when I should be quiet, as usual, the excuses come late, when no one listens to them. Maybe life will surprise us and wake up from this dream, in which you are happy, the rest is a nightmare for you rest, the other uneasiness, for you to float on a cloud, where you serve and cherish you, to other impotence, if this happens you ask, "Where are the memories when they forget ..? "" I do not get the moon ..."" na pidieras if you would drop this the night for you .......... Sara and Monica, sometimes life gives us and others are not removed, but not many can say that fate gave her a grandmother like yours just to have around and you are very lucky, enjoy it much, despite everything, perhaps even you are small to understand some things, so do not try to seek explanation, not the adults have not only love her as you are doing, sure is very proud of you, but you can tell.
That look will always be that marked a before and after, it became more intense as the memories they left, your piercing blue eyes are stuck in the eyes of others, as if to ask, who am I? I assure you that we all want answer, tell you what I loved your children, those same people who today suffer for you, for fear of losing you, how happy you were when you held in your arms to your granddaughter and the tears you shed to see the other through windows , the penalty that invaded your soul when you left with one and you had to leave the other there, but perhaps your best memory would be without doubt, the day the two were with you, if you could today would count as rocking as their little bodies twitched, looking for pain relief than those produced their infant colic, as every morning, went out with them to the street to go for bread and collected two flea as they ate and to that thou the phrase "" and are silent "" as you smiled when you looked, sure that would count the story of his uncle and a bed, the things your mother did when I was like them, but your memories are gone, a lifetime written in memory disappears without a trace, sometimes when I look, I see a bit of conscious awareness, like a child eager for information, but a second then disappears, I think it would happen if you woke up from that slumber, if your head have given a respite to the soul, to calm, a life full of stories, good and bad, is that if you just stop a second to say what you feel, say, "I love you with all my heart" "looking those two suns that light up your life, they ask if you do not want, it is difficult to explain, that more than your life, the mind plays tricks and maybe if there is only one thousandth part of your memories, sure are they . When I'm with you I can not watch you, you are more beautiful than ever, perhaps due to the pampering of your children, but ended up focusing my attention on your look, it appears empty but it is not, when one crosses in front of yours seems to me that you were to extend the arms like a child who wants his mother to cuddle in your lap. If you could keep what I say, today I would apologize, I apologize for not having known, as it should, sorry to listen, when I should not, sorry to speak, when I should be quiet, as usual, the excuses come late, when no one listens to them. Maybe life will surprise us and wake up from this dream, in which you are happy, the rest is a nightmare for you rest, the other uneasiness, for you to float on a cloud, where you serve and cherish you, to other impotence, if this happens you ask, "Where are the memories when they forget ..? "" I do not get the moon ..."" na pidieras if you would drop this the night for you .......... Sara and Monica, sometimes life gives us and others are not removed, but not many can say that fate gave her a grandmother like yours just to have around and you are very lucky, enjoy it much, despite everything, perhaps even you are small to understand some things, so do not try to seek explanation, not the adults have not only love her as you are doing, sure is very proud of you, but you can tell. 
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