Learning to love again {Kaplan...}
Aug 14, 2016 21:03:23 GMT -5
Post by * on Aug 14, 2016 21:03:23 GMT -5
Jacob Alexander Brontz My fingers pluck gently against the strings of the violin in my hand, listening to the soft chord as it strums out and vibrates the rest of the instrument in my hands. The soft, freshly sanded wood feels like heaven underneath my finger tips. I brush away the dust that has settled on it since the last time I managed to bring it out into the sunshine and show it off to the ongoing world around me. A month has passed since we laid my sisters hollow body to rest. Despite the ground being still brown there is hints of green poking out of the top finally. It's a sign that life goes on no matter what happens to our family. The days will carry on and the weight of the loss for us is forever strong. My mom, bless her, she has fallen so deep into sorrow for my big sister that she rarely moves from the bed and if she does it's because Lotus has cried for far too long or when she absolutely has to pretend to be a mother. I wish Cecilia didn't die. I hope that my mom will return to us from behind the shadows that pull her away from those that are still breathing. It just can't happen that way so I've taken the duties of my sister and then the duties of my mother. The little ones look up to me for answers now in place of Cecilia, but today, I've broken free from their clutches and sit here not far from Cecilia's resting place. My eyes linger on the patch of brown and the small stone above her. "Together forever, just on different plains" is written upon the stone. I added that. With a pleasant grin toward her I draw the bow up and lay it gently against the strings and inhale a sweet breath before I cautiously pull the bow. A sweet sound of longing echoes outward. The vibrations of the wood send prickles of sensations against my palm and I am lost in the sound of various melodies playing in my head. |