Gathering around the cake to blow off the twenty-six candles, we try to feel his presence by standing close to his empty seat.
So much feelings waiting to be discovered…in your writing.
Thank you Debbi.
I really loved this piece. The number 26 was well-chosen, it gives the mind plenty of “wiggle room” to wonder at what age the death occurred. Was it last year? Was it when he was 5? I like the not-knowing.