Gone but Not Forgotten

Today I was putting a few odds and ends away in Graham's box of stuff. And as I sat there going through a few things I was bothered, bothered that now that Graham is gone I put his things away, in a spare bedroom, out of sight. I did this for many reasons, protection and safety obviously because we have so few things that I couldn't bear for any of them to be lost or broken. But also out of sight, I think, for my healing, I don't think I could always look at everything everyday. I already see a lot everyday, it seems that everytime I go in there I sit and rummage through a few things. But it seems that when things are out of sight we seem to forget. It bothered me that I would forget a lot, that eventually my kids might forget who Graham is, and that in reality, so many people will forget Graham, or never even knew he existed. Maybe it's a good thing that people don't know or that as time goes on it's not a painful subject that is brought up, but the fact is that I don't ever want to forget Graham, I want everyone to know him. I want people to know that his mission was short, but so sweet and very influential. That his life changed mine completely. He came in part to make me a better person, and that his life was way too good to be forgotten.