Finding My Way

Life is but a fleeting promise. A gentle hope. A persistent smile. A determined bunch of cells that made its way here on the wings of a moment that could have easily been dismissed.

Your life was a fleeting moment. A big leap of faith. A time out of time. And then, you are gone. In your wake you leave a trail of diamond stars and love eternal.

I would say, it was indeed a very good life, my son.

Because I now exist in the trail of diamond stars and love eternal, I shall indeed find my way.

xo MOM