Philip
The new school year (2016-17) began a week ago and I was standing on my step ladder in my classroom leaning against the front wall, arms stretched up high rolling and stapling bulletin board paper. It was seven years ago that I was doing the same thing, when God took you away. I'll never forget. It was such a sad day. I cried so hard...and still get teary eyed now just at the recall.
But, happy thoughts of you Philip always step in immediately like a bright sunny day after a storm replacing streaming tears from my eyes with sounds of your joyous contagious laughter to my ears. I'll never forget how you cackled and how you'd throw your head back. hold your sides then sigh "Oh, boy." I remember it well.
Then, there were the hours on end when we would: read and talk, snack and debate, talk and laugh at the table, I'd nod on the couch and you'd sleep in your favorite chair, then we'd awaken and talk some more--my brother, my friend.
Thoughts of those moments and conversations bring me comfort and cheer even now in missing you.
So, today I just wanted you to know, I still miss you Philip.
You little sister
Resa : )
A teacher with a teacher.
