Sunday 6th was a quiet day.
Tiny eddies of remembrance.
Warmth from some.
Flowers, calls, treats for children from those who will never forget.
Second to last day of the law school year for Lois.
Both children in exam mode.
A quivering edge of uncertainty. Again, still.
We are three.
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ReplyDeleteLast night, I don't know why but "Sir" came to me in very vivid dream. It's been 6 months since the C word took down another hero in my life and I miss my father everyday. Why "Sir" (I could never get used to calling him Gerald) decided to appear in the music room at the school where he taught me so much, and gave me a releasing confidence to become someone I wanted to believe in, I guess is only to be answered when one day is the proceeding of my last. It was humorous, Gerald was looking at me intently with a orchestral theory book in hand and asked why I was there, and disagreed that he had left this world and he's right. He has not left, there are those who knew him and remember his impact upon our lives. So how could he be gone if we know who he is. It's been many years since I was a student of his and I was there as a current day version of myself. It gave me an opportunity to thank him once more, for the lessons he provided and memories of him will not be lost.
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