The little moose that sits before me, bathed in the glow
of my monitor, I just got him today. The little moose with the Canadian flag
upon his chest, it's a beanie moose, I love it. I love
it not because it's "cute", though it is, but because it was given to me by my father
, a surprise gift that he
picked up for me.
This little moose with the tiny
, sweet ears.. the sad, beady eyes
.. he makes me cry, literally brings me to tears
. I look at him and I think that my dad is very sick
, I think that he might not be around that much longer, and I cry because this moose will become something to remember him by
, a little piece of him amongst many others.
I guess I shouldn't dwell
, right? I should just take it day by day, not worry what might
happen, focus on what is
happening. It just isn't that easy
, not today.. not today.