And I keep flashing back- to the time when I looked for your shadow as I hear the dreadful "ping!"- to the time when I got up to get my slippers to chase after you. It was so easy, because my heavy distraught body was lifted by mom's angelic hands. I looked at her and shook my head. "I can't believe he did that"
My sister asked what happened. My dad said to go do some exercise. My mom objectified the situation. But I was a blank so "shut up!"
And I bawled my eyes out.
My brother's simple gesture of tissue giving. My sister's little goodnight kiss. I smiled in my sleep.
It's another work day again and I can't stop flashing back.
