Bruce walked down the path, just plain packed earth . The path wound through a light forest, absorbing his steps and so he moved silently.
Sunlight patches here and there were like stepping through hot wading pools at the ocean. All around him, birds twittering and squirrels chirps but none of this smashed the peace and calm of his surroundings.
It was moments like these that Bruce recharged upon. The serene peace in the forest somehow lifting his spirits effortlessly, calming his thoughts. lifting up moments.
It had been three years since the funeral, all the stages of grief just speed bumps in his past. The memories of moments shared now had no sting, or not much.
Funny the little moments that tweaked his face into a grin. When they had a flat tire in the rain and she defused the situation with a song and dance while he changed the tire.
Then there was the one time she came to his work in a gorilla suit and delivered flowers and sang “Dancing in the Rain” for his birthday. He pretended to be embarrassed, but inside his heart sang – he loved her for it.
The way you wear your hat
The way you sip your tea
The memory of all that
No, no they can’t take that away from meThe way your smile just beams
The way you sing off key
The way you haunt my dreams
No, no they can’t take that away from me
Bruce left the path and sat down on a beach log to watch the waves, and ducks, always in pairs. With a deep sigh, after peeking around to check he was alone – he sang the Frank Sinatra”s Can’t Take that Away from Me.”
Recharged he rose and headed back to the car, feeling refreshed and smiling. A little laugh on his lips. She loved the oldies, and let him sing in the car, no matter how flat and off key he was.
But time to mosey forward, so Bruce took off this memory cloak and tucked it away for another path, and another beach.
He knew he can float through memory land again anytime because she is just there, Just a breath away, he won’t forget the way she smiled just so.
No, no, They can’t take that away from me,
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Isn’t it nice that we have the moments tucked away inside us? Life only has one direction but so many little things do trigger my memory of loved ones past, and I’m thankful for the memories, secure in my heart.