10 Years or Just a Day …
My cousin Roxsan died ten years ago today. It doesn’t feel like ten years have passed, in fact it doesn’t feel like a day has passed.
When I close my eyes, I see Roxsan just as she was before she got sick –young, beautiful, and with a full life ahead of her. I close my eyes again and I can see her when we were children, playing together on Sunday, the day that our family gathered for a big meal after church.
When I open my eyes, I wonder, what would she look like now? What would we talk about when we would see each other over the holidays? Would we be keeping in touch on Facebook or Instagram?
I close my eyes again and try to imagine, but I can only see the two of us as children, riding the kiddie rides at an amusement park, Roxsan forever young.