Have you ever read a book multiple times and despite knowing the ending, you are still shocked at the end? For me, that book is "Envy" by Sandra Brown. The first time I read it was while commuting back and forth between Lebanon and Franklin after Catherine was born. Back when we had books on tape from the library. The plot thickened as I was heading around the curve to get on I-24 and 440. I remember screaming at the plot twist because it was so shocking. Every time I reread that book, I still find myself shocked at the end. I've read the book a couple dozen times and the end still gets me.
Today marks the 2 week mark until we hit the one year mark of Catherine's death. I have spent a lot of time contemplating the last 2 weeks we had together. It's like rereading a book that has worn pages and a cracked spine. I remember the last 2 weeks being a mixture of fighting and good times. We went to the fair together. It was the last photo taken of the 3 of us. As the days go by, I know the ending will still be the same but I'm forced to keep reading. I know that in 2 weeks, it will be one year since I heard my daughter's voice or laugh. A whole year since I got one of her running hugs or got to smell her hair. It's been a year since we had a girls night together. It's been a year since I text my precious child. I know the ending. It isn't pretty. But I have to keep reading.
Today marks the 2 week mark until we hit the one year mark of Catherine's death. I have spent a lot of time contemplating the last 2 weeks we had together. It's like rereading a book that has worn pages and a cracked spine. I remember the last 2 weeks being a mixture of fighting and good times. We went to the fair together. It was the last photo taken of the 3 of us. As the days go by, I know the ending will still be the same but I'm forced to keep reading. I know that in 2 weeks, it will be one year since I heard my daughter's voice or laugh. A whole year since I got one of her running hugs or got to smell her hair. It's been a year since we had a girls night together. It's been a year since I text my precious child. I know the ending. It isn't pretty. But I have to keep reading.
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