Memories ...

I found his sunglasses today. I was cleaning off the counter and microwave, and they were sitting on the edge of the microwave where he always put them after work.

He had an after work ritual, take the hat off. Put the keys, pocket knives (he had 2), wallet, change, cough drops, (he carried those all year long), all in the hat. Sunglasses on microwave.

I held the sunglasses in my hands and couldn't quit crying.

Every song reminds me of him, everything reminds me of him. You can't spend half of your life with someone and it not.

When I was holding his sunglasses I just keep thinking of us picking blackberries this past Summer.
And how excited he was because he had seen 50 yellow birds in the woods. One day he came home from work and he grabbed my hand and said, " Come on I got to show you something."
I went. We hopped in his old car and off we went. We drove to the spot where he had seen the yellow birds.
They weren't there... But at that moment as we were holding hands bright streams of sunlight filtered through the trees on us. And we stood in silence awed at the beauty of it.
He put his arms around me and said, " Wouldn't it be great if every moment was this beautiful?"

I whispered , "Yes...

~Nita~

Song, When the Stars Go Blue by Tim McGraw
2nd video, 1st clip