This meal holds an awful memory. It was one full day after the passing of my brother. To look at it you would think that everything was just fine. Sweet corn on the cob, roasted potato slices, watermelon, bunless pizza burger. I honestly don't recall doing it. I know I wanted to make P something for his 4th of July that didn't seem as depressed as I felt inside. I was to fly the next day to Indiana to attend the wake and then funeral. I remember thinking how now the 4th of July, even though he passed officially on the 2nd, would never feel much like a celebration again.
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