A Thousand Mornings With You
It was yesterday one of my favorite aunt passed away and all the while I thought I would have a chance to see her again. I haven't seen here for a number of years. Up until now I can't bring myself to shed a tear...I can't seem to accept the fact that she is truly gone that she had move on without me. There is a pain in my chest that remains unbearable that I cannot comprehend. That everyone seemed to be moving on, or moving away without me. I felt like am in a stand still and life was passing me by. But I could never have survived this without you, my love. Each morning is a new day because you are there, helping me shine on and start a new day...a new chapter in my book of life. I look forward to each morning hearing your voice the minute I open my eyes, its a rite of passage...a ritual of love that each morning you would wake up to the sound of my voice and I would retire for the night with you as the last thought in my head. It was such a blow for me, that someone I love and held so dear had moved on. But because you are there...I can take my time and analyze my thoughts and feelings, that I could wait till I'm ready to cry and accept the fact that she is in better hands now. You had ease the pain somehow for letting me lean on you a little bit because I needed a shoulder and your arms are open still to accept me. Thank you for everything...for the thousand mornings I spend with you...and looking forward to another thousand more for the rest of my lifetime and the next....I love you...
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