the dark walk

summer’s over kiddies.

back to grad school tomorrow…

When people are near the end, people think about you. It becomes the point when other people around you start to miss the space that you once occupied. I lived my life in ignorance of your life. Of your laughs, of the simple pleasures that made you happy. I knew you in a distant way, even though you shared your life with my father growing up. You stayed with me that one day I fell off my bike.

I wish that I could concretize feelings into words. Its a blur of nostalgia, sadness, and awareness. All I could say is that I hope you are resting, that these last few moments find you in a state of euphoria and you are not pained. I hope that you loved every moment of your life and children, of the place I was born and that peace is with you.