every time I wring out my facecloth in the bathroom I think of my beloved…

he had the strongest hands and would often wring out things for me and get out tons of additional liquid…

at the end of the day at the office, one of us turns on the dishwasher… each time I do that I am reminded of a colleague who has died… she prepared a label which is located just above the equipment with the directions on which buttons to push…

little things, but these reminders of times with special people are everywhere if you care to see them…