John gave it to me before he left for a job in Iowa he didn't get because he failed the drug screen. He knew I loved a black hoodie and this one had his union symbol on the back. It disappeared in spring 2016, I don't know where I left it, and I will never ever forgive myself for losing it.
Forgive yourself. He would forgive you. And you have this photo, and this post, to remember it, which is a more conscious recognition of it, of the gift, than having it stuffed in the back of a drawer.
ReplyDeleteGood point about the photo. Still, I feel your pain.
ReplyDeleteTrue...but I wore it all the time. This way, like him, it's preserved where it is. It never wore out and I never had to make the call to retire it.
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