On the Way into Work, I Saw My Cousin

He was just standing on the street corner, waiting for the light so that he could cross West End.  He looked fantastic.  Bright and healthy and just like he felt great.

I mean, I know it couldn’t be him.  In a month, he’ll have been dead a year.

I know it was just some guy who looked enough like him to catch my eye.

But damn.  Just damn.

For a second there…

I felt like I was seeing him how he should have been, healthy and normal and happy.

5 thoughts on “On the Way into Work, I Saw My Cousin

  1. I know what you mean. I still do a double take now and then when I see some old guy at Home Depot or somewhere who looks like my father, and I amost call out, “Hey, Dad! What are you doing here?” And he’s gone almost six years now…but I still find it strangely comforting somehow when that happens.

    Thanks for making me cry on a Wednesday morning. But in a good way.

  2. Maybe we don’t realize but our mothers, cousins, sons, fathers, sisters, friends, brothers are happy, healthy and well…Just not here anymore :).

  3. I saw my godmother in the grocery store about two weeks ago. She died in October. I went out and cried in the car for a while and then went back in a finished my shopping. I think this happens to many people.

  4. I know what you mean, I saw my grandfather at the car wash…he got his cell phone…I got redemption, for 34.99…

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