July reminiscences

Posted: May 30, 2014 by hannahmarie64 in HannahW

Dad and I sat downstairs in the damp smelling room while the neighbors casually worked to carry my aunt’s bedroom set down the 16 steps I’d counted time and time again. Dad looked at me nervously while I scrolled through myspace as if it were actually interesting. A beautiful melody escaped from behind the rocking chair. I looked back to find my father strumming ever so carelessly. I shut my laptop and scooted out of the leather chair, hoping he wouldn’t notice my sudden interest. My dad was always the kind of beautiful that everyone enjoyed to look at and appreciate. “Coldplay,” the hidden smile behind his long hair whispered. I smiled goofily at him while my mother danced down the stairs; she ran over to me and grabbed my hand, pulling me off of the hard concrete ground. It began, the deep humming my father exposed and the high pitch bells from my mom. “He played this for me when we had nothing to worry about,” she danced around me.

That’s how I want to remember my parents.
Genuinely happy and in love.
So I smiled.

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