It’s a few days before you are due to come into this beautiful world.
The sun is about to rise over the mountain.
I try to imagine you, something new. Something powerful, worthy, and wholly unique in the scale of time.
Something worth speaking love to. Worth gazing at, worth reflecting on, worth giving it my all.
My son, bring healing to others as you bring to yourself.
Go farther. Give more to others. Feel the fire. I know you will.
Protect your brother, speak to your brother, give him your rituals, your time, your patience, and share a purpose.
When your brain feels worn, when time seems grey, and the sheen of sun has faded, remember this: We are all at least moving matter and this is our time.
Our time to choose. It won’t be forever, good or bad. It will be good, because we love life. Say it with me. We….love…..life.
Heal yourself, and others. Go farther, I will always be with you. Keep your mother, your brother, your sister, and your family. Our love will keep you.
Welcome to this wild and wonderful world. I can’t wait to see your face.
