I continue to wait for David to come up the driveway
admiring the flowers. I wait for him to hug me. I wait for him in the kitchen
to enjoy my cooking. I envision him all over the house. I see him in the
kitchen talking to me while I am cooking. I see him in the family room sitting
on the couch and watching his favorite movie with us. I often see him fixing
what needed to be fixed and painting the walls or ceilings. He is everywhere
and yet the house is void, cold and empty.
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