Remembering

This afternoon I went to a memorial service at Oswestry Methodist Church. It was to remember people that had died during the last year and I went to remember my mother. It was a lovely service and people were invited to light a candle in memory of their loved one.

There was a very tasty tea afterwards and a chat to some of the people that were there. Amongst them was a young lady that had remembered me from when I had taught her as a seven year old.