Since Valerie left me , I have been sitting at her desk.
I turn the light on in my own office every morning.
I check my voice mail.
Then I go sit in Valerie's office.
Sometimes I spread her business cards all around.
I use her pens.
I talk on her phone,
type on her computer,
and say, "Over here!" when my coworkers are looking for me.
And I ate most of the crackers she left behind.
This morning, I finished off the Tums.
Yesterday, I got a text message from
Val telling me that her beloved Mammaw died.
A picture of the two of them used to sit on this desk.
I wish I could sit with Val today like we used to everyday
from 12:00 - 1:00, and tell stories about
our grandmothers.
But I am grateful to be here in her chair,
in her old spot, casting every comforting thought I can
her way. To her new spot.
Love, love, love to Val and Mammaw.
xoxo
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