Unlike my friend and fellow survivor Iola, who’s already bought and decorated a beautiful Christmas tree, Christmas just isn’t coming to me. Sometimes I see Andrew’s face in my mind’s eyes. I hear his voice in my mind’s ears. I play with his long, strong, lustrous hair. He lets me make lots of little plaits, [...]
Archive for December 2011
Trying To Figure Out Christmas
December 6, 2011I Dropped A Picture And Broke The Glass
December 1, 2011I tried to hold on to it, but the picture slipped out of my hands, fell on the floor, and the glass broke. It had never happened to me before, to drop a picture and break the glass, I mean. And this was a picture of Andrew! “What does it mean?” I immediately asked myself. [...]
