1pm just came and went. In an hour I'll see my mother again and I can't help but see the few lonely rain drops that fell from the partyl cloudy/sunny sky the same moment the clock struck 1. The same time my own eyes shed a tear as I write this pulled over on the highway.
I miss you. I promised you safety and security when you left him, pregnant and lost. When you moved to be near your folks, I promised to raise your son as his father. I never knew his name, so I call him Larry after our favorite video game character when we were teenagers.
When I received the call on Mother's Day 8 years ago that your God took you and Larry from me in childbirth, I took a bath to hide my lack of understanding. I loved you as a sister but would've been the best father to Larry ever. You were and still are the best example of caring, compassion and trustworthiness ever.
Here's to you and Larry. You're still my best friend, and I'm glad I can say these words and know you hear them. Remember this show, how dorky we were wearing their T-shirts and screaming for one more song?
Houston
It's a Shame
From the album "Bottom of the Curve"
2 comments:
Seems like your goal for today is to take us all aback.
Wonderful story. :)
I'm so sorry for your loss...
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