Wednesday, July 28, 2010

I Forget Sometimes

I forget sometimes that my parents are gone. I am walking along, usually in a grocery store, where I see items my father would have liked or my mother once enjoyed, and I think for just a second, "Oh! Maybe I should buy this for them?" Then I remember that they are no longer around, and it strikes me that this will probably go on happening to me for a very long time, if not the rest of my life.

2 comments:

Lou said...

Oh gosh, I hope so! These connections are the makings of love. I still suddenly think that I will telephone my mother...then remember.

Robbi said...

Yes. That's just it. It seems to me unfair, unbelievable, that they are no longer here.