Just a few years back when my grandpa passed, it was displayed next to his urn in the church, blown up on a framed beautifully. I would like to share it with you. Life is a continual journey into the realization of what truly matters. Moments where we are too busy become moments where we take the time to hold a hand, caress a cheek, and speak with meaning, reaching for the ones that comfort until the time of letting go