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To My Son, Brian Plastic Zippered Funeral Folder Still lays on the floor from two years before Too sad to put it away somewhere out of sight .. which means he's really gone .. if it remains on the floor in my sight? does that keep him here? No, but in my mind, perhaps, it does .. a last chance to say things left unsaid a last chance to remember him as a child .. and such a child he was .. always on the go always into mischief .. a typical boy. I've read that a death would bring back old wounds, unresolved .. it does, it's true .. but you must go through it, there's no going under it nor over it or around it, only through it .. and that's also true. still life goes on and one must cope with the daily chores and hours of hope that the grief will leave and life will be .. the same as it was .. before the death of a son. So now, today, it will be put away .. into the old chest with the other life treasures .. Just maybe, I've finally gone through it. (finished) 12/05/02 |