The other day I was doing a little bit of cleaning in my garage.  Nothing major, just a making a little bit of room.  I found the box labeled Tom's box.  I haven't been through the box in quite a while.  I usually just look past it and move on.  Not that day...that day I actually stopped and stared at it for a little while.  Before I knew it, I was pulling it down.  It was heavier than I remember.  I took it inside and slowly opened it.  I was flooded with nostalgia. 
The first thing I saw was his old hat.  It was a baseball cap that he always wore.  It was dirty and smelly with sweat, but it was one of his favorite hats.  There was also a pair of his bdu's in there.  I had forgotten I saved those.  Of course I could visualized him in his army uniform and regretted that I don't have any pictures of him in his army uniform.  Then I saw his jacket...I pulled it out and smelled it.  I know this is weird, but it still smelled like him after 7 1/2 years.  It could have just been my imagination, but I swear I could smell him.  There were other things like his certificates, pictures and his wallet.  There was also some of our wedding stuff in there. 
A lot of people don't know this, but I'm afraid of the dark.  I have always been afraid of the dark, since I was a kid and my babysitters son would lock me in the woodbox.  I feel like I'm being smothered in the dark, like all the air is being squeezed out of me.  Ever since then I have had to have some kind of light in my room.  Just enough that it isn't complete blackness.  Ever since Tom died, I haven't been able to sleep without the tv being on.  I can't explained it, but unless the tv was on I couldn't sleep.  Well, now I no longer have tv.  For the first time in 7 1/2 years, I had to force myself to sleep without it...of course I had to turn on a little light. :)  I feel like I have made a big step. 
About the same time I turned off the tv in my room, I was laying in bed one of those first nights.  I was almost asleep in that twilight state.  Out of the blue it felt like Tom was laying behind me.  I could feel him laying there.  It was so real, I even turned over to look!  It was the most unbelievable feeling.  I could feel him and smell him and I immediately went to sleep and slept so soundly for the first time in a while.  I will forever remember that and I am so grateful he came to be with me that night.
Sunday, April 15, 2012
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