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"When someone you love becomes a memory. The memory becomes a Treasure"

In loving Memory of my school friend Vani who passed away far too soon at the age of 21 years due to a car accident on February 5,2016

and

In loving memory of my grandfather who passed away after an illness at age 77 on February 7, 2016.

Sadly I got the news about Vanis passing just an hour before I received the call that my grandfather had passed.

I therefore like to dedicate this picture and the picture of the father holding his child (I will submit it in its original form soon) to them.

„Nara stayed busy and focused after the passing of Buzz,
but for a long time she wasn't the same.
Walking around silently with her eyes open, full of life, yet not fully present.
She would grow up, like expected, into a fine leader who would walk in her fathers footprints.
Gradually, she began to let the memories come back.
With her troopers surrounding the camping fires
she started talking about a man, walking far away in starlight,
a man appearing in the last red shimmering light of the sunset
over a clear blue ocean and vanishing again
a ghost in glowing blue light, walking among his fellow soldier.
Singing silently and unseen the chant of brotherhood.
And as she talked her eyes went into the distance,
up to the stars,
like into a completely different world“

Description

"When someone you love becomes a memory. The memory becomes a Treasure"

In loving Memory of my school friend Vani who passed away far too soon at the age of 21 years due to a car accident on February 5,2016

and

In loving memory of my grandfather who passed away after an illness at age 77 on February 7, 2016.

Sadly I got the news about Vanis passing just an hour before I received the call that my grandfather had passed.

I therefore like to dedicate this picture and the picture of the father holding his child (I will submit it in its original form soon) to them.

„Nara stayed busy and focused after the passing of Buzz,
but for a long time she wasn't the same.
Walking around silently with her eyes open, full of life, yet not fully present.
She would grow up, like expected, into a fine leader who would walk in her fathers footprints.
Gradually, she began to let the memories come back.
With her troopers surrounding the camping fires
she started talking about a man, walking far away in starlight,
a man appearing in the last red shimmering light of the sunset
over a clear blue ocean and vanishing again
a ghost in glowing blue light, walking among his fellow soldier.
Singing silently and unseen the chant of brotherhood.
And as she talked her eyes went into the distance,
up to the stars,
like into a completely different world“