I sit in a lawn chair staring at the sky.
Fireworks burst before my eyes, but my mind is flashing even
brighter with memories of years gone by.
Our first 4th of July, he propped the ladder
against the side of his rent house and hopped up on the roof reaching down for
my hand. We lay there watching the sky
explode in patriotic colors.
Fast forward five years to him holding our seven week old
son while sitting on the rear compartment of our minivan in Plano, Texas to
watch the fireworks. I can see his ball
cap on his head and Kolby with pacifier in mouth. I remember what they wore.
Pops of color bring another flash of memory to us in lawn chairs
in the bed of his truck lined with quilts as our one and two year old children
stare in awe at the UCO spectacular show.
A splash of light floods the sky as years come tumbling
through my mind. Festivities with
friends in our neighborhood, fun with new friends as time progresses, time with
his oldest friend as both men have landed in Edmond.
The sound of a boom and tears slide down my cheeks as
memories of the final 4th of July crash into my mind. I am rearranging hospital furniture to get his
bed closer to a window so he can see the beauty of America’s celebration. We had planned to sneak up on the hospital
roof, but he was too weak so we improvised.
He is so grateful for my efforts to help him experience some portion of
normalcy in this slow march toward death's door.
I find myself happy and yet sad. Tears of gratitude flow unashamedly beside
tears of sadness.
And I realize that one week out from 18 months into this
journey;
this is the place where joy and sorrow co-mingle.
Here, in my memories.
It is both beautiful and hard.
It is all together lovely and crushing; uplifting and
devastating.
To have known a love so fierce,
To have been cherished so completely,
To have experienced in our twenty years what friends say
many don’t know in a lifetime;
It is a privilege and it is heartbreaking at the same time.
Tim~ Loving you forever, missing you always….Lori
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