"IT WAS JUST HIS TIME"

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The drive to my mother house was like flying in an airplane with no engine, like I was gliding slowly to doom. I wanted so badly to wake up and none of this never happened, so much pain that I never knew existed, has taking up residence in my mind body and soul with no plans to relocate.
Arriving at my moms was something I did not want to participate in, all the cries and why and sorry for your loss was not smething that I was ready for. But I needed to see my other son and my mom, I wanted and needed their hugs and love. I needed to tell my son that Eli is ok and in a better place, I needed to tell him that it's not his fault. It was just his time. He lived a full life according to GODS plan, I needed to make my son and my daughter believe what I was saying to them. It was my job to ease some if their pain, and so I told them what he said to me. I told them he was sorry, and he was okay. How can he be ok when he's dead? His body died but his spirit lives on, that body was no use to him anymore. And so he had to move on, according to his contract with GOD. We will all face our fate one day, according to GODS will. And we will also be ok, when that time comes for us to make that journey.

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