Sometimes in November I remember the goofy games,nicknames and the old recycled bicycle you revamped for us.
the love the protectiveness which I see in our photos from the postures.
Sometimes in November I laugh and cry , the process is often confusing.
This November i am happy for the memories and the confidence you gave me to be just me and all my crazy self. To laugh and be goofy when i want and to just hang and watch cartoons all i want.
this November i am happy because we are all happy and even if you are gone, we still remember .
RIP Ronnie love C…