"We do not remember days;
we remember moments."
I have the honor to read the most incredible memoir, and doing so has brought tears to my eyes, and pain to my heart for a love that was and should have lasted a lifetime. In essence, it had. How I connected with this pilot/author... I'm not sure. But I was touched by a moment in the history of his love story. New York. 1996. I was flying to Paris behind TWA 800.
But Mark's and Susanne's story began a year earlier, on May 13 1995. A moment in time when two people met. Laughed. Soon to fall in love. One year later, May 13, 1996, they became engaged, in Amsterdam no less, and looked forward to the life they would share together.
Their time together ended too quickly. I will share more of this story on July 17th... in memory of.
Today, May 13, 2013, Captain Mark Berry is somewhere toasting to a life that should have been, but was. Please take a moment and say hello to a pilot who is struggling with his day, and share your greatest memories...
Mark, take today to celebrate what was. They can never take that from you.
And visit him at MarkLBerry.com
Enjoy the Journey!