Friday, we gathered to celebrate your birthday and keep your memory alive in our tender, aching hearts. You are not here with us, but I see you. You are the bright wings of a bluebird, the slender legs of a newborn antelope, a surprise sighting of elk grazing in the green grass, and the welcome sunshine on a clear day. You were June in Montana, filled with life and fleeting beauty. You will be June in Montana, today, tomorrow and forever. We love you, we miss you, my beautiful baby brother.
Such a sweet tribute. Beautiful pictures.
Amen
How beautiful! We are thinking of you all !
That’s beautiful Rachel.