Sunday, February 24, 2008

Sadness

Footsteps in the pristine snow. No one visits the cemetery in February--except my dad.
Mom loved red roses. Dad wanted to bring her some for Valentine's Day.
Dad saying Kaddish by her grave.
Dad walking away, his tears melting the snow in his path.

3 comments:

17 (really 15) more years said...

So sad. It reminds me of the first winter after my father passed away-I couldn't find the grave under the snow, and shoveled a huge area of Pinelawn cemetary trying to find it.

Your father is so lucky to have you. Hang tough.

Mrs. T said...

What a beautiful post. I esp. like the picture of your father's shadow as he says Kaddish.

Miss Profe said...

Very precious. Thank you for sharing.