Wow am reading through memoirs of a love lost by Angie Russel my late bro’s girlfriend. And got me thinking how fast a good thing can be yanked away from your life and what remains is the memories of what it was like.
The question to myself is what have I done with the time I have to create memories?
Will my life story be like a flower, one that leaves fragrance on the handa that touch it?
What I know for sure is that I fall short of that description but I know what I must do. I have to be selfless to lay down my life for the one I love. To be able to demostrate time and again that I mean it when I say I love you.
Today as I cross over from the 20s I make a resolve that I will do all that is within my power to make you smile, to wipe your tears away, to make sure that when the wind blows and I set sail memories of me will keep you comforted. I LOVE YOU.
