There will always be some dates. Some reminders. Some thornes that will prick, pierce and make me bleed sometimes. It’s been Fifteen Years today. Its seems like an eternity. It seems like it was yesterday.
Today, Dady, you would have turned 61.
I remember last year, I remember the previous years.
I remember the cold, I remember the snow.
We had a beautiful love story you and me, Strasbourg. Almost 7 years of living together. 7 intense years!