The March Slice of Life Story Challenge
hosted by Two Writing Teachers
My mind is a jumble of memories today. My aunt sent me a packet of things she had found that belonged to my father: his birth certificate, some pictures, a college graduation announcement. He went to college when I was in elementary school. I remember his graduation being such a milestone. Now his things are spread out on the kitchen table - reminders that he isn't here. He's been gone for almost eighteen years now.
We lived in Texas then and it was strawberry season. We had eaten strawberries together not long before he died. I don't remember our conversation that night, but I can almost smell the strawberries. It's an odd little memory, but it's one that persists. I'm thankful for happy thoughts among the sad.