Today I went through what there was of my dad’s stuff. There was not much to take, and I did not take very much.
But I do have this:
On the back it reads:
“FATHER’S DAY
This little gift to you I give,
To keep as long as you may live.”
Holding the print of your little 5-year old hand, when the reason you’re holding it is because the mass-produced kindergarten gift sentiment on the back has been fulfilled. He no longer lives, so it has come back to me.
I don’t know what you do with that. I don’t know where you put it.
So for now, I’m just listening to “Here Comes The Sun” and setting it on my desk.