Archive | November 2015

Meredith’s Double Rainbow

  
The day was overwhelmingly blasé. Icy rain dribbled down from the fluffy grey tufts that lined the sky. It seemed fitting for the news we had all gotten that day. I watched the clouds get mutated by wind on the other side of the glass door. The more the clouds were distorted, the more greenish the sky became.

My brother stood up and left the room wordlessly. We were all wordless. I looked at two of my best friends. One sighed, and the other returned a sad gaze in my direction. Time seemed to stop then as we began to sink into reality.

She’s gone. There was an accident, and she didn’t survive.

We say for what felt like an eternity, only interrupted by the occasional “I can’t believe it” or “This can’t be happening”. We had just gone to her graduation party.

I heard a thud come from outside my house and suddenly realized that my brother had never returned to the room. Mildly concerned, I forced myself to move again and walked out onto the back porch. My friends followed.

“Joey?” I called out.

A voice came from above me, “Jocelyn?”

I turned my attention upwards and saw my gangly brother crouching on the roof of our house with a Minolta in his hands.

“What are you doing?” I yelled up at him, not in the mood for his antics.

He pointed to something behind me and started to line his camera up for a photo.

I spun around to see two bright, shimmering rainbows running across the sky parallel to each other. My friends and I exchanged glances.

“There she is, guys,” I whispered in awe, “That’s Meredith.”

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Bigger Sauron The King

  

Halloween has been a hard holiday for the past 3 years since my best friend passed away on October 23rd, 2012, but this year I decided to participate in celebrating Halloween as well as my life.

Friday night was trick-or-treat night. I know what you’re thinking; I am twenty years old. There’s probably a party I should go to dressed as a sleezy cat or something. right? Wrong. I got together with my girlfriend and a friend from high school and took my autistic step-brother trick-or-treating for the first time.

I talked about Cory a few entries ago, explaining that he has a disorder called tuberous sclerosis. His favorite holiday is Halloween, and we’ve been counting down the months, weeks, and days until Halloween since last year. He is 23 years old, so in my opinion, he was long past overdue for some trick-or-treating. He picked out his costume after deciding that he wanted to dress up as Sauron from Lord of the Rings, who Cory calls “Bigger Sauron The King”.

I expected to go to the next door neighbor’s house or a couple houses down and then need to head home because Cory would be done with the idea by then. However, he made it all the way up and down our street before we returned home. He said “trick or treat” at just about every household and he said thank you after taking each piece of candy (with some reminding of course).

I was amazed by both Cory’s stamina and the support of my friends, all of whom were excited to hear that I was taking my step-brother trick-or-treating. This was my first real outing with Cory without my mom or his dad also being there. It’s a boost of confidence to know how well the night went. I’m proud of Cory, my friends, and myself.