Opening the brown cardboard box my breathing
instinctively slows and with a deep breath, I lift out the tree, bound in
burlap with a red bow, the one you bought for me.
Straightening branches and adjusting lights, I feel the tenuous link to Christmases past, the ones with you in them. The lights blur and in a teary haze, I see you. Somehow, you found the strength to give us that last Christmas Day for sixteen days later you would breathe your last breath.
Time nudges me forever forward but there is one thing I am certain of . . . I will always love you.
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Straightening branches and adjusting lights, I feel the tenuous link to Christmases past, the ones with you in them. The lights blur and in a teary haze, I see you. Somehow, you found the strength to give us that last Christmas Day for sixteen days later you would breathe your last breath.
Time nudges me forever forward but there is one thing I am certain of . . . I will always love you.
Linking up with #Reverb14
Nothing can be sadder yet more sweet than those memories that come up through those things we will always carry with us..
ReplyDeleteSo very true Bjorn. My father died 11 years ago now but each Christmas brings the memories flooding back.
DeleteYou always break it down to the most simple of feelings and emotions and it hits hard in a most beautiful way, Kathryn. I know this feeling.
ReplyDeleteThank you Tracy yet sorry that you know this feeling. x
Deletesmiles...it is a beautiful thing that you will always be certain of that love.
ReplyDeletei wonder how many could really say that in our fluid times.
i have a few things i am certain of.
smiles.
with so much uncertainty in life it's good to have a few things that we can be certain of.
ReplyDeleteI don't think I can say anything with certainty ~ Thanks for sharing your lovely Christmas memory ~ This is a very moving post ~
ReplyDeleteThanks Grace :)
Deleteaw, this is bittersweet and beautiful.
ReplyDeleteperhaps recalling all those wonderful past christmas celebrations might help you get in the spirit. :)
glad to see you are partaking in reverb. i'm having so much fun. thank you again for informing me!
Thanks Stacy, glad to see that you're taking part. :)
DeleteMy step dad passed away right before Thanksgiving 7 years ago, I so get it. I wish I had something like this to remember him... xo
ReplyDeleteI wish that for you too . . . hugs xxx
DeleteLove is the only certainty - beautiful and bittersweet. Hugs.
ReplyDeleteThank you Sharmon
DeleteEmotionally powerful.
ReplyDeleteThanks Brenda
DeleteYour sweet reindeer made me smile. What a beautiful keeper of your most tender memories. x
ReplyDeleteBeautifully said. This season brings back memories of those who are not with us in person. But the certainty of their love for us and our love for them remains.
ReplyDeleteI routinely erase emails, but I still have the email letting me know about the comment you left on my blog when I wrote about my mother's passing. They were very kind and gentle words that you left me and they kept my heart beating. Thank you.