grace scott wrote:
I hope yours was as pleasant as mine. My grandson was asleep in the basement, and I was upstairs with all the friends I have spend past New Years Eves with. I remembered them, I smiled, and I laughed. So long as I remember them, they are not really dead.
The ones we love and care about will always be with us; in our hearts, our memories and in our dreams. Contrary to the song, it's always good to renew old acquaintances at this time of year; especially if the memories are good ones.