Bruce walked down the path, just plain packed earth .  The path wound through a light forest,  absorbing his steps and so he moved silently.

Sunlight patches here and there were like stepping through hot wading pools at the ocean.  All around him, birds twittering and squirrels chirps but none of this smashed the peace and calm of his surroundings.

It was moments like these that Bruce recharged upon. The serene peace in the forest somehow lifting his spirits effortlessly, calming his thoughts. lifting up moments.

It had been three years since the funeral, all the stages of grief just speed bumps in his past. The memories of moments shared now had no sting, or not much.

Isn’t it nice that we have the moments tucked away inside us?

Life only has one direction but even while moving ahead, he could still taste the sweetness of those days.   Bruce felt deeply thankful for the memories, secure locked in his heart.

Funny the little moments that tweaked his face into a grin. When they had a flat tire in the rain and she defused the situation with a song and dance while he changed the tire.

Then there was the one time she came to his work in a gorilla suit and delivered flowers and sang “Dancing in the Rain” for his birthday.  

He was completely embarrassed, but inside his heart sang, he was proud and he loved her for it. He felt his heart swell that she would do so much to show her love for him, and only him.

The way you wear your hat
The way you sip your tea
The memory of all that
No, no they can’t take that away from me

The way your smile just beams
The way you sing off key
The way you haunt my dreams
No, no they can’t take that away from me

Bruce left the path and sat down on a beach log to watch the waves, and ducks, always in pairs. With a deep sigh, after peeking around to check he was alone – he sang the Frank Sinatra”s Can’t Take that Away from Me.”

Recharged he rose and headed back to the car,  feeling refreshed and smiling.

A little laugh on his lips. She loved the oldies, and let him sing in the car, no matter how flat and off key he was.

But it was time to mosey forward, and so with a sigh, Bruce stood and paused to take a few breathes, and square his shoulders. 

He knew he can float through memory land again anytime because she is always right there,

Always just a breath away,  

No, no he won’t forget the way she smiled just so.

No, no, They can’t take that away from me, 

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