Dinosaur Teeth
Rainbows of Promise, Gina Renee 2020
I remember the twinkling in his eyes as he told me what my little triangular shaped rock treasure might be. His passing was my first acquaintance with real loss. He had cancer, and we all knew it was close to being his time.
An early evening was his last. I was six or seven, and I remember crying and crying. I remember being tucked up along a wall and sitting near a floor vent, my favorite spot in winter.
I had always been so afraid of loud noises and had a real fear of thunderstorms. A storm came shortly after we received the call. I remember I felt calm through this storm; my tears had run their course.
