A faded flower sits in between the pages of a worn out bible. The first Coronation that was ever given by a true love. A picture of a new born child in her mothers arms, sits on a writing desk. A pair of bronze shoes sits beside them. Crayon marks line the wall, for each inch of growth and every month of passing life. A pair of satin shoes sit quietly on a shelf next to a prom dress that has been preserved for a first dance. Now in linen and lace, a new bride soon to be wife waits in her bridal chamber for her last walk as a daughter. Such are the memories of a well lived life.