My brother Ambrose, 24, left this world a month ago today. Katlor followed him three weeks later. I thought I would take it better then I have been, but I have moments of life in me. I have the choice, I can go towards the light or rot away. Ambrose would want me to live. As would Katlor. What is God doing? I think maybe, because of those rare bursts of life, that he is guiding me. There still is beauty. There still is that underlying beauty that blueprints the universe. I saw it a few times. I am going to live to see more of it in my lifetime.
No comments:
Post a Comment