Remembering

The sorrow for the dead is the only sorrow from which we refuse to be divorced. Every other wound we seek to heal - every other affliction to forget; but this wound we consider it a duty to keep open - this affliction we cherish and brood over in solitude.
(Washington Irving)

I felt this was in keeping with the week - it is the border of the war memorial plaque on the wall at my church.

(Back-blipped on 01 May 2012)