I was sent a photo of my dogs urn by my sister, she was 15 years of age at the time of her passing, and had an endless amount of memories. When I was looking at her urn, I realized that I couldn't even see what she looked like, or remember any memories that we had together, and decided that moving forward, I will use her urn as an access point, to her life legacy
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