I see those roadside memorials and often wonder about the story behind them. I always think the crosses and flowers represent a future interrupted. I think of my troubles as my happiness interrupted. It was a surprising comfort to picture a truck's arc off a cliff blending smoothly into the water and the horizon, without the driver's useless judgment or regret.
Wonderful economy with heartrending trajectory. A great story.
I will think of this story at every roadside memorial I see.
This story strikes eerily and uncannily close to home, right down to the very coast and roadway where I lost a brother.
I see those roadside memorials and often wonder about the story behind them. I always think the crosses and flowers represent a future interrupted. I think of my troubles as my happiness interrupted. It was a surprising comfort to picture a truck's arc off a cliff blending smoothly into the water and the horizon, without the driver's useless judgment or regret.
Beautiful. So short and yet so full.