As I was lying down this afternoon with my book, a high school memory popped into my head…. a sweet, sweet memory of a boy I adored from afar. He had caught me at the math blackboard after school, gently took me into his arms and planted on my lips the sweetest, most heart-pounding kiss. We never dated or talked about it, but we always had that look when we’d pass each other in the hallways between classes.

Funny, as you get older you begin to see the things that stayed with you throughout your life; in bits and pieces that jump out without the slightest provocation.

Naturally, wanting to know, I looked him up online, and found he passed away almost two years ago from pancreatic cancer. He was a good man, and I’m crushed.

Another of life’s little journeys.


4 Replies to “Bittersweet”

  1. Hit me hard…your feelings came through so clearly. Beautiful memory, Sis, so cherish it. They don’t come along often. Be glad you had him in your life.

  2. First of all, my sincerest condolences.

    Secondly, Wow!

    Just, WOW!

    Love, loss, pain, a bit of erotic tension, and soul- everything you need for a complete novel in just four lines.

    Magnificent work, Sparky!

  3. Yeah, people drift in and out of our lives our whole life. Some are there for a short period and their wake dissipates quickly. Others may be there a short time but their wake lasts a lifetime.

    Well done, Sparky

  4. Love, love, love this story, Sparks. Stories are not much until they are poignant and break into the human spirit. I believe we are given such episodes in life so that we may be inoculated from ennui and… ever tiring of life!


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