Remembering my oldest brother, J., today...and the igloos he made in the snow on our front lawn, over by the Komlos' house. The structures were packed hard, cubed, really cool in the eyes of his little sister. Hey, how did he do that? Magic? It's bigger than me. He must have worked so hard. He's strong. He's smart. He can do things I can just dream of doing. He took regular snow and made an igloo. Can I go inside it? Will he let me? It's hard to move in this snowsuit, but I'd like to go in. He said I could. I'm happy.
In the house, Mom serving a pot of Lipton Chicken Noodle Soup [made from a dry packet, and no microwaves back then] or maybe Campbell's tomato. If we were lucky, sharp Cheddar grilled on white bread in the old square machine that could brown waffles or sandwiches.
Life was simpler then. But I guess I'm grateful that I still have the space and time to look at today's hard snow and reflect and remember.
I don't know my brother now, but I still remember him then. And Sis found a diamond pinky ring in the safety deposit box....it belonged to Dad's uncle, and is meant for J., according to a note Mom left with it. We're contemplating how to get it to him. FedEx? Show up? Call? Leave at nursing home to get him to go see Dad?
Too many heartbreaks to ponder sometimes. Good night.
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I like reading between the lines on this one, Alice. Love, Lin
ReplyDeletehi alice,been a little under the weather with some winter virus and having been on the computer.just read this posting and it struck a cord with me for many reasons.we all have demons haunting us and just have to let go.i am trying.
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Hi Lin, and Hi Aunt Ann. Thank you for your notes. Aunt Ann, I hope you are feeling better now. Viruses are so hard. As are the demons we battle. Does hhh means health, happiness, hugs? love, alice
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