loss

[asakiyume]

No crossing this divide

You think of something to tell someone. This is something that someone would enjoy. You reach in your mind for that person, but there is no way to contact them. They are gone. You could write down the thing you wished to share, make a letter to the deceased, or you can speak the words out loud, but there is an uncrossable chasm between you and that person now.

That's when you sense the loss.

A lesser loss

Time changes things. In the house, most nights, just two, a child and a parent. The evening deepens; they clear away dinner. The child says something melancholy, nostalgic. The parent offers a hug. They sit locked in an embrace, quiet. The child wipes away tears; the parent doesn't bother to. But it's all silent. Neither makes a sound. There's no tragedy here; it's just a moment.

posted out of order: written October 4

Comments

[cucumberseed.livejournal.com]

Wow.

[asakiyume.livejournal.com]

....

Yeah, I don't know what prompts me to (a) post things like this and (b) try to hide them (back in September) but (c) not just make the entry private.

[cucumberseed.livejournal.com]

I was thinking maybe I should leave this one alone. Sorry.

[asakiyume.livejournal.com]

It's okay. You know, what it mainly is is that I don't my own kids to see this stuff, but I can't be bothered to create a filter blah blah blah, you know?

[redcoast.livejournal.com]

Just make them private.

[asakiyume.livejournal.com]

Heeey, you found it too! Shoot, maybe I should.

But then, the thing is, someone scrolling through entries suddenly comes to one that's forbidden, and then they might be all, hey, how come Asakiyume has something I can't see. Aren't we friends?

... see I'm a wimp. I should just not post this stuff.

Next time I just won't post this stuff.