Sunday, October 14, 2007

Old Songs & Memories

Dear Rachel,

It's been a while since I've posted, yes? Perhaps I was thinking it had all been said, that -- at least until whatever illusory "closure" offered by the trial comes to pass -- there was nothing more for me here.

Then again, the trial keeps being continued and Lesley and I and Deb and the rest of the parents and loved ones feel as if we're suspended in amber. Or maybe it's more like we we're suspended in the web of a giant spider; perhaps we'll wriggle free, or perhaps it will consume us.

I surely need no help thinking of you -- I think of you every day -- but fall is here, and today the saddest song in the English language reminded me of you:

Since you went away, the days grow long;
And soon I'll hear old winter's song.
But I miss you most of all, my darling,
When autumn leaves start to fall.




Anonymous Anonymous said...


I still think of Rachel every day. I still keep all of you in my prayers - every day - and I always will.

Linda Huson

2:53 PM  
Blogger Rod said...

Thank you, Linda. We appreciate the support.

3:01 PM  

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