October brought with it my birthday. Another year older, another year gone.
I think today for the first time I can say I've reached a point where I'm ok with the past. I'm so sorry I didn't get a chance to ever hold our baby but I have accepted that there is nothing I can do to change that. Just because you don't get to do something, doesn't mean you didn't want to do it. Sometimes you can want something so much that your heart starts burning, but no matter how much it burns, you can't go back. What I have learnt, is that you never know what it's like to want something until you the moment you find out you can't have it.
With that said, I choose to believe that a little soul was given to us for a moment in time, even if only to experience that feeling of complete and utter joy just once. And now perhaps that same little soul is up there where the swallows fly. Swallows are regarded as carriers of the soul from earth to heaven.
I still hope that our time will come, but for now I will start living again.
"When once you have tasted flight, you will forever walk the earth with your eyes turned skyward, for there you have been, and there you will always long to return. ~Leonardo Da Vinci"
One day is one day.
Watch this space.
