16/365 Dominick
Long before Gillian died, Dom at school told me how she dropped a cookie from her lunch box and wept, not because she wanted it, but because I had packed it with care. Even then, his eyes were slightly damp.
posted by Susan | 2/05/2006 08:55:00 AM
6 Comments:
and my eyes too. I keep coming back to this. Oh, Susan.
This one is so tender.
And my eyes, too.
I had to come back to it a few times to allow the words to sink in, and even now, I'm awed with the simplicity, and touched by the tenderness in your words.
I can so totally relate to this!
Thank you. All of you.
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