runmakitarun: (lost)
Makita ([personal profile] runmakitarun) wrote2008-04-10 12:20 pm
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A time to remember

The air is crisp without being cold, the sun is bright without being hot, and the grass is greener than it ever was back home. But somehow... somehow this seems like the perfect place to remember papa. The perfect place to love his memory and let it go.

She looks around her. Friends. Family, in a way. She has lost much, but she has gained much.

And she is not alone.
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[personal profile] alertcommando 2008-04-17 01:47 am (UTC)(link)
The nod is returned and Tanya relaxes a bit.

Not much, because she has been thinking....

What is the roles were reversed? What if it was her dad's funeral?

Thinking about what happened the last time she spoke to him makes the young woman cringe and look down: no nice memories there.

[identity profile] runmakitarun.livejournal.com 2008-04-17 02:03 am (UTC)(link)
There's not much to say here. It's a time of rememberance, but Makita's the only one in attendance who has anything to remember. She's quiet, but... she appreciates knowing that there are people there.

And in the case of Tanya, that there are people who understand.