Last day at BRB&T Co.

One yr ago today James worked his last day at Blue Ridge Bank.

I watched him get ready. Moving so slowly and deliberately. Asking me to help with his always pressed slacks and shirt. He could still tie his own tie but I helped with his socks and shoes. The stocking cap covering his bald head. The crutches. Finally, his always present smile to mask his pain. I can still see his back as he moved away from me.

By the time he came home there was no smile. Radiation and pain took every ounce of energy out of him. He was exhausted. Pain. Relentless pain.

So vivid. So clear. How can it be a year ago when it seems just yesterday? I still expect him to come home. Why won't he just come home? Enough already. Just come home.