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One never forgets, better for knowing her during their short years with us.

Yes... it was a good 15 years.

Good age for SweetPea leaving sweet memories with you.

I believe many things. I don't, however, believe that anything is ever gone. It just becomes something else. The breeze in your hair. The faint smell of a fragrance, or the glimpse of a blur in your peripheral vision.

Always with us, dear friend... always.

She will always be with me....
I'll never forget her...
always.