I sit on my front porch alone and watch the grass grow green.  Changes are coming.  And yet, it is okay.  For what is life except to know that you did the best you could, and there are people who share memories of a time when all was well and you were loved, of times when you felt safe and happy?  And then, times change.  But yet, you have always the memories of a time shared, of a good place with people you loved. 

Many people have come and gone on this Earth, many forgotten, many lives lived and unrecorded.  And yet, they touched this living place.  Perhaps it is not important that each person be remembered, but rather each moment be lived fully and good memories passed on.  It will be summer soon.