Lightning Bugs and Beer

15 May

It’s been eleven years…and still when I see his picture, I get a pit in my stomach, a lump in my throat, and my mind fills with what ifs.

A recent dig through the photo box prompted his return. He was a great love in my life and I miss what we shared.

One of our first dates was atop a picnic table several miles from the city.  With a spectacular view of the night sky, we shared stories, a cooler of beer, and stolen glances.  Against the backdrop of a darkened field, an immeasurable show of lightning bugs graced our presence.  What an incredible setting it was!

We shared more moments of splendor, yet our paths deviated from similar. He in his life, and I in my own, we lay those celebrations behind us.

As day comes, the light from the fire fly grows dim. In the bright of day, it does not exist, yet the flickers of their illumination still linger in my mind.

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4 Responses to “Lightning Bugs and Beer”

  1. Paula Kinsey May 15, 2013 at 6:33 pm #

    Excellent writing. Love it!!!

  2. winsomebella May 16, 2013 at 10:37 am #

    Stirring, indeed :-).

  3. Becky Young May 28, 2013 at 7:50 pm #

    Great words!!!

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