It’s been years since my family moved away, but I can still feel their warmth in my heart whenever I look at these videos of us laughing, dancing or playing in the park. The joy we shared there is something no one else can take from me.
Those moments with my grand kids are what I’ll always cherish. On days, after a fun time in the park, we’d stop by the Iron Horse restaurant. It wasn’t just any place—it was where those memories were made.
The restaurant had this special vibe, you know? It felt like it held not just the food, but the stories and laughter that went with it. Every time I go there, it’s as if those moments are relived.
Now that they have moved to Texas , it’s hard to see them. I think about almost every minute of the day and dream of them at night. But I try to hold onto those memories, you know? The way their faces lit up when we were in the park or the laughter at the restaurant.
I guess love is just this thing that doesn’t always go away, even if they move on. It stays with me, those moments, as a kind of glue to keep me going.
And I know, no matter how far apart we are, those memories will always remind me of their love.