I've been thinking alot about my family members that have "gone home" before me. I miss them all greatly but I know they are safe, happy and most definitely in a better place.

I always think back to certain memories of each person. Things that just stay with me over the years no matter what.

My favorite memory of my Dad is a funny one. I'm sure he didn't think it was so funny at the time but he did manage to laugh about it (afterwards). He was putting my son's bike into the trunk of his car to take it to be repaired. When he lifted the bike up off the ground I guess he sucked his stomach in a little too much and his trousers ended up around his ankles! I have never heard my two boys giggle like they did then. They were just 5 and 9 at the time. They still talk about that day! Poor Gramps.....just standing there at the back of the car with the bike in his hands, his pants on the ground and all of us laughing at him! Good thing he had a good sense of humor!

What's your favorite memory? It doesn't have to be funny. I have plenty that aren't funny but I always seem to go to the humorous ones first.