Thursday, July 12, 2007

David S. Clarke

Our S's weren't the same but there's lots of Dad in me. Little movements are evocations of Dad. I took a walk over to the Hudson last night after leaving the office. As I was walking home, I swung my arm in an exaggerated way and, somehow, it reminded me of Dad's motion. This may be partly because of being around Dad so much last week. It's weird but that was probably the most time I'd spent in Dad's immediate vicinity for years. I get similar evocations of Mom though less frequently now than the first year or so after she died. As Doug said the other day, putting together a list of thankyous was rather Mom-like.

1 comment:

gdeecee said...

I'm having the same sorts of experiences: noticing when I cough that it sounds like Dad, gestures, pet phrases I use, thinking about all the time I spend at the fire co., church, etc. Being unemployed, I have spent more time with J and Ian. Now I have to really give myself permission and force myself to give priority on a continuing basis, to working on our house and to getting our stuff out of 33 and setting it up to be rented and whatever else we decide . . .