A lifetime

I am sitting at my desk, scanning childhood photos of my UJ, to prepare a slideshow for his funeral.
I can't stop crying.
I am looking at photos of a chubby little baby, sitting on a rocking horse next to his proud mama.
Photos of a toddler blowing out the candles on his cake.
Photos of pure joy on Christmas morning.
Photos of a brother - his arm tightly wrapped around his sister.
Photos of a son standing tall next to his dad.
Photos of a friend full of laughter.
Photos of an uncle crawling on the family room floor giving endless pony rides.
Photos of a boy on an adventure.
Photos of a man returning from his mission.

A lifetime, here on my desk.