Monday, June 27, 2011

I have an impossible memory of him. He is standing at the edge of the forest behind his house in the clearing my sisters and I used to cross through to get to the creek and tressel. He is wearing his Air Force uniform which is how I know the memory couldn't be mine. I never saw him in his uniform outside of a picture. And yet this memory feels as real to me as any memory I have ever had. He is facing the tree line as though he is about to walk onto the forest but his face is turned to me. Neither of us speak. He simply smiles at me, lifts his hand, and waves goodbye. Then he is gone and I am left with a feeling of love tinged with just enough sadness to make my heart ache.

5 comments:

Cara said...

Our loved ones never truly leave us.

aola said...

sometimes I have dreams that are so real that I have to question myself if they are really dreams or are they memories.... our dream walking self is very real.

Sandra said...

A, it's so weird when that happens. Makes me wonder if I am crazy!
Cara, you are right. They never leave us. It's coming up on the one year anniversary of his death and I'm feeling very emotional about it. I miss him.

Jen said...

I often have very vivid dreams about my grandma and her house. So real that I can smell her house and notice all of the little items in her house. It feel so real...like I am back there and everything is back to normal for a while. Having those dreams are something that I hope never goes away. I feel like it's my way to "visit" with her and be surrounded by the love that her house always brought. I love dreams.

ashley watson said...

When my father died, I only had the memory of him standing in his Army uniform...