Cory Days #11 & 12
I remembered Cory by wearing my Venice earrings today. I still remember going into the little shop with my mom and admiring all the little trinkets on display. Most of all, I remember that day when the night train arrived in Venice at sunrise, I stepped off of it, and took what seemed like the first deep breath since the day Cory died. I remember my chest feeling full, but light...for once, not crushed under the weight of so much pain. I remember looking at everything around in me wonder, smiling and laughing with my mother, and realizing for just a moment that the world could still be beautiful. Sometimes, I take these earrings out, and wear them, remembering that feeling and knowing it is just what my Cory-Girl would want for me.
And, I remembered Cory tonight with Jacob. He clamored to taste test the sauce I'd made. Although a spoon might have been more practical, I handed him Cory's special fork, which he took reverently. "Perfect." Taste tester duty has been lovingly passed down from Cory to Jake, and I know she'd have it no other way.
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