A Red Velvet Box

A Narrative.

  The clerk motioned me to the “purple room” The “Purple room” was for cardiac patients. I turned the corner and stepped over the threshold to see a doctor, in his white coat, writing at a podium. The doctor, ever so breifly, glanced at me and went back to work. Then I saw Dad.

  Dad was lying on a gurney, wearing his light blue button down shirt and jeans. There was a white tube sticking out of his mouth. The tube was ridiculously huge to me. Beside the tube, Dad’s pale pink tongue limply hung from the corner of his mouth. His blue eyes stared blankly towards the ceiling. I reached out and held his warm, clammy hand.

  Startling me, the doctor began to speak. “I am sorry” he said, “we could only perform CPR for forty minutes.” The doctor explained that the white tube was used for the air pump. Time of Death was announced at 10:12 am. Dad was gone.

 I leaned down, hugged him. All of the emotions that I had felt when I was ten raced into me. I sobbed into his chest as a horrible ache swelled up inside of me. The pain was so much stronger than all of the years ago. I had lost my best friend, the most intelligent person I ever knew and my only true confidant.

  Years have passed since then but I think of him every day. I keep a red velvet box that holds an ash filled brass heart on the shelf in my dining room. Dad sits with us for every shared cup of coffee and every meal. He is there for every birthday wish and every Holiday greeting. That red velvet box is a constant reminder of who he was, my brass heart filled with love.

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  1. Heartfelt and well written story about a dearly loved Father.
    Glad you had that time with him sorry it ended so sadly
    great to have such chereished memories. (:

  2. A tribute to your dad is a beautiful way to show your love.

  3. It is agonizing to feel your hurt. Losing a parent is one of the most difficult thing that a person can experience. Yet I was happy to know that you still cherish his memories through his ashes. This piece was a deeply moving portrayal of your dad who you loved so much. Be comforted and thanks for sharing!

  4. Powerful tribute, Mom. You had a wonderful bond.

  5. Beautiful story in many ways. I could feel the love.

  6. Lovely tribute to your dad…Beautiful and heartfelt story

  7. You have a beautiful narrative style.The box is a symbol.

  8. Very touching. Truly, memories of our loved ones linger our minds at times. I’m sorry for the lost. A good share.

  9. Memories way too long and precious.well-articulated

  10. Thank you for such a wonderful tribute to your dad. I know it’s not easy to bring back memory of loss. My heart breaks whenever a friend or family even my patient’s mentioning about loosing a parent, a child, Your dad was a loving man, I’m glad to know him through your post.

  11. Beautiful story. I love the way you built up your story plot. Well done!

  12. What happened next? I want to hear the rest of the story. It is hanging.

  13. Accepting the loss of a parent is so very difficult…and I speak from sad experiences as well – too fresh!

  14. I admire your honest style of writing. It’s easy to write about general things but far more difficult to pen what is close to the bone.

  15. Very good. Daddy had a white tube sticking out of his mouth, too when he died in the ambulance on the way to the hospital. Daddy, too, was my best friend that ever lived. He was te nicest, sweetest man who loved to joke and his last seven years of his life in retirement our priest said during the Mass was to make me as happy as possible.

  16. Absolutely brilliant writing, real page turning prose. Direct from the heart and it shows.
    As somebody says above the article leaves you desperate for more and that’s the best comment of all.

  17. Just full of emotions. I nearly cried.

  18. Very touching

  19. Very Nice…I like it…

  20. Like article, and than share

  21. I am really sorry to hear that. But i am happy that you write so good, and thanks for share. It is nice to have someone that know you so good, even if that person is not here anymore. Have a nice day. All best

  22. It clicked my heart

  23. it broke my heart

  24. I am glad you had those years with him. Sorry for your loss.

  25. It’s a moving story, indeed, but I wouldn’t have kept my mother’s ashes at home as I think they deserve to be let loose and to rest somewhere else. Me thinks! good share!

  26. Mom,

    Is your name Stephanie? If so, would it be ok, if I called you that? My oldest daughter’s name is Stephanie and I call her Stephy, for short. I had tears in my eyes, while I was reading this piece. It’s such a sad, yet, gripping write. My heart goes out to you my friend. I’m so sorry for your loss. Well done my friend. Keep up with the great work. Keep on penning. Thank you so very much for sharing your wonderful and creative talents with us. We all truly appreciate it.

    *S* Cynthia

  27. OMG. I don’t like to see someone suffer like this. I hope he rest in peace now.

  28. You touched my heart with this. So sorry. Time can never heal the emptiness, only the memory will keep you strong. Heads up!

  29. Very moving and touching. I know how you feel, I adored my dad.

  30. Thanks for sharing this. And you told it straight from the heart too. Wonderful work.

  31. I am forlorn.

  32. Is this a true story…?

  33. “Love and Despair!”
    A powerful and potent mix.
    Remarkable writing.

  34. “Love and Despair!”
    A powerful and potent mix.
    Remarkable writing.

  35. “Love and despair.”
    A potent and powerful mix.
    Lovely prose.

  36. Beautifully written, and very sad, thank you for sharing your story.

  37. So very full of emotion ;thanks for sharing this gem.
    Enjoy your weekend.
    Eddy.

  38. It seems like the love for him out weighs the tragic loss of him in some ways. This is lovely. He had to be good to have this much love from a daughter. I do understand. Peace.

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