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Leaving and Waving

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The most beautiful thing I've ever seen in a very long time!

I could relate to it though there are no photographs, but the memories and the moment are frozen forever! Some can never be replaced or compared against!

Thanks for sharing and bringing a tear drop around the corner of my eyes!

Have a beautiful day!

Love from India!

Re: Leaving and Waving

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I teared up when the father passed away and actually cried at the empty driveway. What a beautiful expression of love. I wish I had done something similar when I had the chance. Thanks for sharing.

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This made me cry. Being intimidated by the temporality of relationships but also stunned at how beautiful goodbyes can be.

I had seen these photos before and saw them return to reddit during the past few days. Couldn't click on them until now, because I was afraid of the emotions they would surface.

Impressive work.

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Right now I’m on a train from southern Poland to north-western Germany, about 1200 kilometres apart, after visiting my family, as I do about twice a year, and going back to where I live and work. My parents have both passed 60 recently. How many more such visits will I yet get to spend with them? Thank you for this submission, very well timed for me, and made me tear up a bit, but also made me appreciate my folks even more. It’s up to us to make the best of the time we and the people we love still have left with each other

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Right now I’m on a train from southern Poland to north-western Germany, about 1200 kilometres apart, after visiting my family, as I do about twice a year, and going back to where I live and work. My parents have both passed 60 recently. How many more such visits will I yet get to spend with them? Thank you for this submission, very well timed for me, and made me tear up a bit, but also made me appreciate my folks eve…

We really don't appreciate how little time we get with our parents once we grow up and move away. It comes in snatches and moments, and then they are no more.

I wish I'd spent more quality time with mine while I could. I feel like I didn't start really talking to my dad until the last few years of his life. I didn't realise how much I had to ask them both until they were gone.

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