Charlie…

In a sea of grey and white and black and grey, I see a pink ruffle and purple hem.  My granddaughters have both passed this way and they have claimed their hug and their one-on-one focus.

We are here to celebrate a life that is no more.  We are reminiscing about someone who is no more; we are here to speak of someone we love.  We are here to give respect and love to one who has touched us and given to us and then passed on.

Within the sea of grey, I see the pink and the purple and I know that life is with us.  I see that even though I know death intimately, I know life, yes I know life.