When someone you love is gone, what do you keep? Memories, of course. Photos. When it's a child, I have three of your writing projects from high school. Your love of music was a huge part of who you were; you always wore t-shirts from bands: Metallica and AC/DC. Giving them away wasn't an option. So we framed the artwork on them and they look fantastic.
It took me a lot of time to figure out the layout to hang them on the wall. It wasn't until I went to Hobby Lobby to get a shadowbox frame for the Space Camp medal that I came across two things that set this wall off: A Rock n Roll street sign, and two 4x4 frames that suspend from a chain. I knew that they were "you" and would create a terrific wall.
There are 5 Metallica T-shirts,
one from AC/DC (Back in Black),
and a T-shirt covered with guitars.
It's a nice arrangement, and definitely "looks" like you.
As I look back on things, I remember when you first moved back home, you were ... what's the word ... despondent. You didn't unpack your things, and I felt like I had to get you moving in that direction. I didn't push too hard because at first you said you were moving back in with her after things got settled. If only I had ..... well, I could fill fill that in may ways. But I didn't; I was trying to be a good roommate and let you work things through when I should have listened to a mother's intuition. Then again, maybe that would have only been a temporary solution, and things would have gone this way no matter what ?? That's something I'll never know, something I'll have to live with "until we meet again".
Love you always,
Mom
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