Sunday, June 15, 2008

dear dad

Sometimes I miss you so much I want to double in on myself, disappear, join you in the ether.

1 comment:

carly said...

I can't even fathom it.

I'm packing, which always makes me wistful and nostalgic, and while going through some things I came across a card from my grandmother for my graduation from college. (We were very close; she died of cancer in 2004.) Just remembering the way she wrote my name sent me over the edge.

I guess you could say it's one of my most cherished possessions--my name written on an envelope.

It's funny what we hold on to, isn't it?