Thursday, December 20, 2018

there was this girl.

i met a girl last summer. she was in the uncertain time of her life following the death of one parent in which she was about to go and live with the other parent, in a faraway state.

that had to have been a time of tremendous emotional uprooting, a time of anxiety.

in that in between time, she kept making little crafts; knotted strings and necklaces and giving them to people.

i may see her again some time. i may not.

but if i could day one thing to her across the darkness, it would be "i have a small mess of knots on the dash of my car. i remember you, and i hope you are ok."

1 comment:

Margaret (Peggy or Peg too) said...

Merry Christmas flask.


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