Well, the eight year mark is here. I dread this day, but I also spend it with thousands of memories I have been left with!! Actually, I think these memories are now ‘Cody’isms!! They are everywhere! They can make me laugh, cry, or cringe! Sometimes, all at the same time! So, what is a ‘Cody’ism? Let me explain and see if you find some too…
I have ‘Cody’isms every time I go shopping! Those are the moments when I see something and think, “Cody would have loved this!” The first time I had this Codyism was at Christmas that first year he was gone. It had only been four months and the wind blowing the wrong direction opened the flood gates of tears!! Now, I love to imagine buying him something that I know he would love… a Codyism!!!
Another Codyism is driving! I think that boy had more miles on roads with no center lines than anyone I know!! People in the country know what I mean! These are the county roads less traveled. He lived in his trucks! If you ever rode in it or helped him clean it out, you know what I mean! Seeing a Gatorade bottle is a Codyism for me, and those roads and trucks are combined with those stupid spittoon Gatorade bottles. Obviously, a package deal Codyism. And now, everytime anyone reading this ends up on a road with no center lines, you will have a Codyism! Welcome to the club!
The major Codyism I have a lot, and especially on these anniversaries, is music! If you knew Cody, you know he was a music connoisseur! He loved all music of all genres. Today, this Codyism will be in full force. I believe he speaks to me through music, and I can hear him singing!! It is a double-edged sword because it makes me happy and sad at the same time. I think that makes some of these oxymorons Cody’isms too!! There is no escape! And, for the record, that’s ok with me!
Hunting is another one! I see a deer, coyote, anything, and think “Cody would swerve to hit that!!” Especially a deer! He was an avid hunter and loved doing anything outdoors! I think that is an “ism” a lot of his friends have! I remember when his nephew was super little and he thought everyone in camouflage was his “Uncle Cody!” So cute! He loved his uncle!! Now camouflage is a Codyism!! Who knew? Well, we all did!
There are so many more Codyisms that I can mention! Like I said before, they used to make me cry and now, I look for them. I want them to happen! I feel closer to him during those moments! I hope his friends all feel these ‘Cody’isms’ too! As a parent, I still want people to think of my child and smile when they remember times they had with him! I want all of his friends reading this to stop and count their Cody’isms!! That would truly make me happy to know I am surrounded.
As I sit and think about all the ‘Cody’isms’ he left me with, those moments must outweigh the loss today, although I think that may be a draw at best! Eight years and I am still in a fog that he is not here! Still missing the kid and all his Cody’isms! I will spend today crying because he is gone, but smiling because he was here!!!
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