Archaelogical Dig

Archaelogical Dig

 


Almost done working in the garage  today.


Several mystery boxes have been outed.


 


In stunned silence I  unearthed my Easter tree, Valentines  doo-dads and assorted  Christmas  hall- decking  stuff.


 


I looked at them almost blankly with only a faint glimmer of the joy that  the various seasons  use to bring .


 


Holding my anguish  at a distance  because


feeling too much  is dangerous once you are at a certain stage of  healing.


 


My little family is gone.


 


Can't ever really hide from that .



posted by: outlaw (reply)
post date: 11.28.05 (3:32 am)

Oh, I know. There are a certain few boxes downstair labelled "these will make you cry" so I don't unearth the memories without forewarning and a large box of tissues.

In three years down there I still can't open them yet.

Maybe one day.

((((April))))



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