offerings

Driving in Wakefield: a father bicycling with his toddler seating in an attached bike seat behind him.

I remember father's Day 2003, as I slept in, you and L*** brought my present up stairs; I heard the two of you shuffling quietly, carrying a child's bike seat- she was wearing a yellow helmet covered with colorful fruit.

I realize now more than ever before that gifts were your way of expressing love. I am sorry that I did not get it it as profoundly before.

a murder of one

I feared this day, when all of the memories slow to a halt. I hope there will be more, but I am done holding my breath.