Lights

Lights were a big theme in my marriage to Sam.  Yesterday I took the lights in our room down.  It made me emotional and moody the entire day.  I tried to explain why to a friend, but Sam said it better:

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Is this not a reason for tears if I shed them? Whether for joy, grief or just pure emotion, the tears are there because the memory is beautiful.

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