Archive for 16 August 2002
16 August 2002
It’s been six months since Kevin left this world. I was at work and my thoughts kept turning to him. I couldn’t understand why until realized what day it was. Six months.
It still hurts to read the reports of his death. Reading it all over again reminds me of that day six months ago. Denial, no feeling, then grief and tears, my heart squeezing. And it still feels that way when I remember.
I stare at his picture and think to myself, “So much promise unfulfilled.” And yet I am so glad to have met him, to have lovely memories of him. Sometimes the memories play back so clearly, as if it were yesterday. Not almost five years ago (Burbank) or three years ago (San Francisco) or two years ago (Pasadena). Most of the time the memories are dreamy remembrances I indulge with a wistful smile. Only sometimes do I feel the sharp stab of grief. Like right now…
