Love_Untold

Love Untold December is one of my favorite months. It’s the time of year when I get to be really close with my family. My wife, daughter, and I head to my mother’s house for Christmas Eve. As we enter the house and greet my mother, Kelly begins pulling on my pant leg, “Daddy I want something to play with.” I walk Kelly over to my mother’s work desk. I pull out a drawer filled with all sorts of goodies for her to sift through while I unpack the car. As I walked back in the door I could tell that Kelly was not at all impressed with her grandmother’s junk drawer. I can vividly remember spending hours sifting through the rubble and finding worn elastic bands, screws of all shapes and sizes, dented golf balls, and delicate tools used for watch repair. There were new discoveries to be made each visit. I would sit on my mother's kitchen floor, with the drawer between my legs, and examine every piece like it was a long lost treasure. I was an archeologist of discarded useless junk. I would often sort my work into separate piles; one for jeremy, out, dad, about, never, mom, school, family, old, mother, kelly, left, kitchen, put, over, morning, home, away, wife, war, town, told, now, much, medal, know, go, back, always, took, think, shop, life, brother, work, way, wanted, tree, together, since, secret, really, light, let, knew, just, house, found, father