Porches
When visiting my great-grandmother while growing up, the children often went outside to play. We played games around the house, but we also sat on the porch and swung on the swing. Though I only saw these cousins when visiting this house, some of us grew close and anticipated visiting our great-grandmother at the same time.
Upon her death, my cousin Cody and I sat next to one another at the funeral service. “You know,” I whispered to him, “we will probably never see each other again.”
He nodded his head.
We returned to the house for the reception, swinging on the porch swing and reminiscing of when we played on this porch.
With no one to live in the house, it was sold. And a few years later, Cody died in a car accident.