Psych.

Twenty.

February 25, 1998
7:00 PM
I was brought into this world by two incredibly stubborn and difficult people, that I would grow to love with all my heart. A Musician and a Queen. I was their flame and eventually their Ash.
To survive twenty years in a world like ours is to be considered an incredible feat. To be honest, there was a time when I was certain that I wouldn't make it. I had a sort of mid life crisis at the age of ten. Again, i'm being dramatic.
The Queen
Where is she? Back in her kingdom. She fulfilled her task in this country, she deserved to go home. I miss her everyday. I try to call her often, but the signal isn't always the best. I wish visiting her could be as easy as taking a step outside my door.
My sister interviewed her recently. There were some things I never would have guessed. A few things stuck out to me. Her answer to the third question, "If you had only ONE year to live and could accomplish ANYTHING knowing that you COULD NOT FAIL, what would that be?" was to become a pediatrician. I was taken aback, I knew she loved children, but I never really thought to ask about her hopes and dreams. She would make a wonderful pediatrician.
The answer to the fifth question upset me, but it was realistic.
"What is stopping you from reaching your desired goals NOW?"
Her response.
"My age and lack of education."
The Queen is a very smart individual. But she was only able to attend school until the sixth grade because she had to work and help provide for her family. I wish nothing more than to give her the world and make her proud. If I were to become even half of what she is, I would be happy. Her perseverance is one to admire. Which brings me to a final thought. Her answer to the fourth question.
"What would you share with me, as my hero, about how to live a life worth living?" Both my sister and I look up to her very much, and for good reason.
"Never give up and always keep moving forward. All the sacrifices are worth it."
I will live the next twenty years with her words echoing in my mind. No matter what happens, I will move forward as she did.
Even though her departure hurt me very much, I kept moving for her. I knew that she deserved to be back in her home and I couldn't hold her back any longer. I only want the best for her, as she wants the best for me. And I will not let her efforts go to waste.
Happy Birthday, Ash. Let's have many more.