As my Dad told me over the phone I sank hard to my stairs and sobbed into the receiver.
|Tom working on our kitchen counters|
My kids watched me sobbing from the living room. They wanted to know what had happened, what was wrong.
"Tom, grand-cousin Tom is dead."
We all cried as the harsh reality of the words sank in.
|Tom showing Kody some shooting skills.|
|Tom took this picture of Kalen at the motorcycle Santa run|
I am making split pea soup today and the memories of my cousin are flooding my eyes with salty waters even as they bring happy smiles.
He would have hated this meal. His hatred of peas was well known. It was the only food he would not eat. Any kind of pea with any kind of preparation. Last time I made it he chided me on facebook about it. This time he isn't here to tease and that is hard.
I have only happy memories of my cousin Tom. They go all the way back into my earliest ones. I miss him so much, but I am thankful for the good he brought to me and my family. I can hope that someday I will get to see him again.
As I eat my soup tonight, I will think of him and smile.
|Tom and Kody have always had a special bond.|