five years gone

it sneaks up fast.  so many more things he's missed, though when i walk past the architecture building on the way to morning class, the smell of warm cut and smoothed wood brings him to me.  sometimes i wonder what he knows of us now, what he's shown or told of us. 

Comments

[becky]

Was this a relative of yours?

[becky]

How was the move? How is Rufus taking it all??

[brenda]

He was her grandfather. I feel for you, Steph. Love to you.