Just a quick entry, I hope.
Today is the 22nd anniversary of the day God decided to send this world my favourite creation of His. Of all God's creation, this is one that I chose to deem with much importance and place somewhere close to my heart. He may not be able to read this, but I just want to shout out loud how much I am thankful that this day was made 22 years ago---because on that day, an angel was born. I still wasn't born on that day, but fast forward 20 years later, that event made the world seem colorful to me.
He may be an imperfect angel, but that's what makes him all the more perfect. He showed me that an angel also has a vulnerable side. I love it when that angel tells me his struggles; it somehow makes me feel that I also have some of the things that can make an angel complete. When I talk to that angel, I feel closer to home.
But loving an angel can also be painful. He may sometimes get lost while dancing along the light of the day, or maybe sometimes be busy on other responsibilities that he just forgets about you. I don't know if angels really do that, or he may just be a special case... after all, he is just a 22-year old masterpiece with a lifetime to spend in order to be perfect.
I'm not sure about how this angel feels, but I never got to talk to him like we used to again. Though I am not sure if he found someone better to mend his wings when he lost all the will to fly, or if he felt strong enough to reach heaven that he does not need me anymore, nothing's changed. If there is, it's just I loved him even more for his strength to go on his own.
I hope you reach your heaven with or without me. I miss you.
Happy birthday, Kevin.
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