“Hey, are you ready?” said my mother. She had been hounding me like a drill sergeant all morning. We usually headed to Kennebunkport, Maine for a weekend every summer, but this year was different. I was invited to go on vacation to the lake with friends, and my mother said yes. I was grateful for the opportunity. “Are you sure you’ll be ok?” asked Mom, as she looked up the stairway. “Yes, Mom”, I replied, “I’ll be fine…. I’ll be down in a minute.”
As I packed the last of my clothes, my mind wandered to the last time I visited the lake. The water was as smooth as glass and you could hear the low buzz of the bees collecting nectar in the garden. I had a smile on my face when I heard my mother’s voice, “Are you ready!!” she roared once …show more content…
The only time we left camp was when we needed to replenish our marshmallow stock for s’mores. While at the store, my friend’s Mom called my parents from the pay phone to coordinate a time to drop me off (we had two days left.) After playing games and laughing with us for days, my friend’s Mom was reserved and quiet on the way back to camp. Upon returning to camp, being carefree and 12 years old, we went outside to build the campfire and soon forgot about her odd behavior. On the final day, we quickly packed the car, closed up camp, and headed back home. I was excited to tell my family about my week and hear about their trip to Maine. As we approached the house, there was something off. Our car was parked in front of the house as if it were waiting. My mother met us, talked briefly with my friend’s Mom, and helped me with my bags. As we walked into the house, I noticed my Mom had been crying. We put the bags on the hall tree and walked into the living …show more content…
I was crying uncontrollably when I heard a soft knock on the window. It was my Aunt. I unlocked the door and she sat beside me. Her words, so gently spoken, “I was angry when it first happened too.” She continued, “Dee, anger gives you no peace, it gives you no hope, no meaning… Come on, let’s take a walk.” She took my hand as we exited the car and we walked slowly to the barn in silence. Then she spoke softly as we watched the cows exit the milking parlor, “God had other plans for him, and while we will miss him dearly, we must have comfort that he is now among the angels. As an angel, he can watch over so many more of us than he could if he were here on earth." She held me as we cried together. We buried him the next
As I packed the last of my clothes, my mind wandered to the last time I visited the lake. The water was as smooth as glass and you could hear the low buzz of the bees collecting nectar in the garden. I had a smile on my face when I heard my mother’s voice, “Are you ready!!” she roared once …show more content…
The only time we left camp was when we needed to replenish our marshmallow stock for s’mores. While at the store, my friend’s Mom called my parents from the pay phone to coordinate a time to drop me off (we had two days left.) After playing games and laughing with us for days, my friend’s Mom was reserved and quiet on the way back to camp. Upon returning to camp, being carefree and 12 years old, we went outside to build the campfire and soon forgot about her odd behavior. On the final day, we quickly packed the car, closed up camp, and headed back home. I was excited to tell my family about my week and hear about their trip to Maine. As we approached the house, there was something off. Our car was parked in front of the house as if it were waiting. My mother met us, talked briefly with my friend’s Mom, and helped me with my bags. As we walked into the house, I noticed my Mom had been crying. We put the bags on the hall tree and walked into the living …show more content…
I was crying uncontrollably when I heard a soft knock on the window. It was my Aunt. I unlocked the door and she sat beside me. Her words, so gently spoken, “I was angry when it first happened too.” She continued, “Dee, anger gives you no peace, it gives you no hope, no meaning… Come on, let’s take a walk.” She took my hand as we exited the car and we walked slowly to the barn in silence. Then she spoke softly as we watched the cows exit the milking parlor, “God had other plans for him, and while we will miss him dearly, we must have comfort that he is now among the angels. As an angel, he can watch over so many more of us than he could if he were here on earth." She held me as we cried together. We buried him the next