Ambushed by the Biscuits

[qos]

I've been peaceful most of today, so I went to the grocery store for necessities. Everything was fine until I went by the cold case where they had the Pillsbury Biscuits in the cardboard cylinders.

Lohain and I shared those, along with a common bowl of flank steak strips, for what turned out to be his last meal. He had relished each one, commenting a couple of times about how good they were, and insisted I eat three.

Seeing the cartons opened up my grief again, I started crying. And while I wanted to let the tears flow, I was not going to do so in the middle of the grocery store. The awareness of his loss has opened up again like a big, black hole.

Comments

[tx-cronopio.livejournal.com]

How wonderful that he cherished that meal with you. xox

[oakmouse]

It's the small things that can really knock you upside the head, precisely because they're small; they sneak in past the coping mechanisms.

*hug*

[dream-singer.livejournal.com]

We are here for hugs any time you want to let the tears flow.