I wasn't ready. Who would ever be ready? I can't go deep into this abyss right now. I have been at the bottom looking up forever since Mom passed away. Part of me thinks you're swimming together in the bright, hot sun. Part of me is in the dark, deep, bottom of the ocean; it can be cold and lonely here. I continue to look up, hoping you will swim down and pull me out of it. Alas, I am still here....surrounded by darkness. I can't go deeper into the abyss...I am at the bottom of it already. I search for you, I search for the light that is so far away. I search for you, for her, for life. I will miss you dear aunt. You saved me from the abyss that was left when she passed. Now who will save me? I have come to the conclusion no one ever will and I am on this journey alone. I will look for you when I swim for the light.
“We all die. The goal isn’t to live forever, the goal is to create something that will” – Chuck Palahniuk