“Long time no see” were the words I said when last you came to my door. I didn’t know it would be the last time I would see you, laugh, smile and cry in my presence. You came with much to say on your pilgrimage of sorts. That day, I learned that you had HIV AIDS, which was not something I ever thought I would hear someone in my family would be lost too. I remember you saying many things after that, but I was stuck with the words you were “dying”. “Dying” just kept ringing in my ears and nothing else mattered. I remember going through the motions, updating you on the kids. Remembering everything we did as children, every fight, every trip to the cape, delivering newspapers. Whatever we did, it crossed my mind in that moment. I found comfort in knowing that you were happily married, raising your wife’s children as your own. Today, everyone who loved you then, still loves you now. Your family holds onto every memory like a warm security blanket. My mind will forever bring me back to memories of you.
Dear Johnny, Long Time No See©
By Felina Silver Robinson