Isa Forever
Memorial Service
Saturday, July 30, 2011
today i cried at a party, and for the first time since isa died, it felt or seemed inappropriate. an unwelcomed buzz kill. is this the phenomena that other people might think i should be over it? am i just imagining it? or am i just uncomfortable with being public with my emotions anymore? all i know, is that i wanted to cry and i wanted to be anywhere else. z
1 comment:
I think when Isa was 1 or 2, we were at a Gambian party in Aurora...a big one, at the church there.
She was wearing this beautiful embroidered, white dress that fell all around her as she sat on the floor, looking just like a princess.
I don't know if I've seen you guys since and maybe that is why I always picture her this way (as a beautiful little baby in a beautiful dress, looking like a princess).
I think of Isa often and of my old little buddy, Omar.
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