What happened to us?

When did things become so awkwardly different? We’re not as close as we used to be anymore...I know that time and people change, but we were supposed to remain the same. Or maybe I was the one who changed. The trouble is, I don’t know when, how and why. Remember those days when we would take long strolls in the hot summer sun just because we both enjoyed walking and because the right company was all we needed? Remember those days when we would just sit and reminisce for hours and hours about things past - happy, sad and indifferent? Remember those days I would just leap on your bed with all my might and what you would ALWAYS say? Remember those times when we went days and days without end (it seems) content- on chicken soup. Lol. I remember...

Maybe things changed the day I realized you were old. The day I actually realized what getting old represented. That day he died and it clicked that you could be next... and then you started getting so very sick. It’s almost as if I started cutting the ties one by one so that it wouldn’t hurt so much in the end. I feel so guilty and selfish now but I can’t help it...I really can’t...I don’t know what to do. And now the lights are fading slowly and I don’t know when they will go out. Your daughter is 1yr older today and that reminds me that it means less time for you. I wanted you to be around forever, I actually thought it was possible back then...I was so young and naive, but now I see the truth...and it hurts like hell. But I will always remember, no matter what happens to either of us, I promise that I will never forget and you will remain in my heart forever.

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A blessing given, a privilege taken... What would you have grown up to be? Who can say? You never lived long enough To swim across the river like the bigger boys, To climb mango trees, hunt for ‘swims’, Suck cocoa seeds all day in the summer, Collect bird egg, go to market on your own. You never lived to learn how to play an instrument Maybe the drums or the guitar Or maybe the piano, the trombone They can never tell the tale of how you studied hard For the GSAT or maybe the CXC, CAPE, SAT, GRE... Or even how you never loved the books but could sing, Dance, draw, cook, paint, fix tings good. Ever describe that look on your face when You get your first job, purchase your first car, Start your own business, experience loss, bounce back ‘Check you first catty’, marry her Gracefully receive a position of leadership Walk into your own house, hold your first child in your hands. Who, what, and how can they ever explain why y...

The Unchanging One

In awe of you I stand, examining your plan for this life and the next, but all the world’s a mess My vision is at best clouded and all around me shrouded by the darkness that unfolds in the most unlikely of places I see it on those faces Once filled with your joy and peace Now they’re longing for release From the sickness and disease in life See how they struggle with the strife that seeks to pull them under Lord sometimes I wonder, when will it all end? But until then Until the answer comes When at last the battle’s done My gaze will remain transfixed Never flailing, forever remaining with you The Unchanging One. ~Live Life, Love God, One Enkounter at a Time~

The Story Behind-'Cherish the Love'

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