Bon soir, mon ami...
Went to Matthew's viewing tonight with my father.
I don't think I can describe how I felt there, or how I feel now.
But it didn't look like him. It wasn't him, it's just what he left behind. I talked to his family in English, but I talked to him in French. C'est juste pour la situation, je pense, les emotions qu'on peut indiquer avec les mots françaises.
Oh, Matthew. You are so loved. I wish I had gotten to know you better than I did. You were always gracious, always smiling, always witty. I'll always remember you onstage in Shott doing that fabulous French play. I'll always remember Vacation Bible School and spending the night at your house with your sister and how polite you always were. You were wonderful. You could do pretty much anything and I was in awe of you. I still am.
Your smile is in the sunrise.
Grief smells like death, overripe cologne, and wilting flowers.
I don't think I can describe how I felt there, or how I feel now.
But it didn't look like him. It wasn't him, it's just what he left behind. I talked to his family in English, but I talked to him in French. C'est juste pour la situation, je pense, les emotions qu'on peut indiquer avec les mots françaises.
Oh, Matthew. You are so loved. I wish I had gotten to know you better than I did. You were always gracious, always smiling, always witty. I'll always remember you onstage in Shott doing that fabulous French play. I'll always remember Vacation Bible School and spending the night at your house with your sister and how polite you always were. You were wonderful. You could do pretty much anything and I was in awe of you. I still am.
Your smile is in the sunrise.
Grief smells like death, overripe cologne, and wilting flowers.