Death is symbolic of Life. A great level of abhorrence is attributed to its concept but reality dictates that its varying form encompasses the existence of men. To abnegate its presence is to live in a world of disillusionment.
Hearts are broken everyday, dreams left unfulfiiled, fiasco consuming one's life, frustration permeating the walls of one's soul...death in its chameleon silhouette.
As heart-wrenching as the pain may be, it is vital to wallow in its melancholia to truly understand the depths of humanity. But AFTER one lives the varying levels of sadness and anger, one has to learn that the next step is simply...to move forward.
Take this to heart, people will never be substitutes. Each has the right to be the heroine in her life story. Allow nobody to degrade you to that level.
When my time comes to bid the world my farewell, I want my family to go on a road trip carrying just one map...the one I personally made for this special journey...
A journey that goes back to the places that has touched my life. My greatest legacy to my family would be to give them the opportunity to traverse the road towards healing, freedom, and most importantly...the journey of inspiration.
As they see the world in my eyes for the first time, as their hearts heal from all the pain inflicted by realities, as they gain the freedom to let go and see beyond bounderies, and as they find the inspiration to be exceptional... My purpose has been done...My last act of love to the family I will leave behind.
