I arrive at work each morning and rip the cat with the funny/serious/uplifting quote from the daily calendar I have on my desk.
As I turn to toss the page into the recycling bin, the date catches my eye. I’m not sure what puzzle piece clicked in my head but I paused and felt my body melt back into my chair, still clutching the little calico cats huddled together reminding you that friends help hold you up. I could have used a friend right then, but the memories had already sucker punched me. I had no choice but to sit and simmer in them for a moment.
My mom telling me how the little ones fell asleep on the floor in front of the dollhouse that his hands lovingly crafted decades ago.
The dusting of snow that catches my eyes, glittering on the edges of the leaves of the Japanese Maple Tree. It resides in our front yard and used to reside in his.
The sturdy step stool that makes its way from room to room even though Maddie is plenty high enough to reach most everything in our made for tall people house.
The times I am overwhelmed by life and he’s one of the first people I see in my mind. His calm supporting silence that let you be you, comforts me.
The moment passes.
I turn and gently place the calicos up against my pencil cup and begin my day.