Write about a loss, part 1: Unlock

One of The Daily Post’s prompts was timely —

Write about a loss: something (or someone) that was part of your life, and isn’t any more.

I’ve written several — mostly about my pets that passed away: Brownie in 2005, Snow and Mocha in 2010, then Furball in 2013.  I said goodbye to journal roleplaying, to using regular shampoo and conditioner, and I’m trying to get rid of my caffeine addiction and getting rid of the clutter in my life.

What I haven’t written about are the people I love and who have passed away: my ninong Raymond, my uncle Antonio, my grandfather Norberto, my grandfather Ramon, my cousin Gio, my grandmother Natividad.  It’s strange, really.  At least, I could’ve written about my lola Naty — I was already blogging by the time she passed away.  Well, I did write a little piece: Keys.

In hindsight, that was me writing about her.  I thought that I’d write about the keys themselves, but I ended up writing about my fondest memories of her.

When I think of writing about someone I lost, I try to imagine writing reams of reams of pages about their lives — how they have touched everyone they met, what kind of indelible marks they left in their communities.  Then I will scan and post pictures and maybe even videos or sound clips of their voice.

But in the end, all I have is my personal testimony.  Pictures fade, and yet their bright smiles and the twinkle in their eyes are engraved in my mind.  The scent of whatever powder, perfume or aftershave they use linger in my memory.  The touches of their hand on my forehead or on my shoulder have left their imprints in my soul.  The sounds of their voices echo in the walls of my mind, forming messages that have inspired my upbringing and remind me of their affection for me.

I don’t think I’ll have the luxury of time, or enough material to fill the volumes I can only fantasize to produce, but I have keys and tokens to unlock what I can say about those I have loved and lost.

… I think I’ll be able to follow the second half of the prompt:

Today’s twist: Make today’s post the first in a three-post series.

See you in the next post, then — something about pan de coco and rented VHS tapes.

About Cielo

I am a paper-pusher by day, a log by night, an aspiring singer-dancer and a wannabe artist in-between. I am also a Professional Space Cadet.
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