When people see grave stones they think of how permanent death is, but not necessarily how temporary life is. The headstone belongs to my great grandmother and even though she lived a long time it was still… Temporary

I once thought of temporary as a short time, but maybe it’s not. Maybe temporary is a long time of warm smiles, memories, and lessons that finally ticks away.  Post Inspired by the Weekly Photo Challenge


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