When we are growing up, we have our mothers telling us about how He looks after us.. how he gives us one gift to hold, to cherish, to be our very own individuals different from others.. the light shining inside us that makes us who we are.. gods gift.. but we have to find it inside us.. light that candle and shine like the stars above..
I had waited all my childhood years looking for mine and not found it.. I would at times look up at thee asking why am I so plain.. why I never had a unique gift which all my friends did…
Now I m all of 29 and looking forward to my baby.. I think about what my mother had told me and I know so what if I didn’t hav gods gift.. my baby would.. I believe in Him..
Afterall Rose is his bequest..
A beautiful rose she would be.. born of love, she will be the star of our lives..and ouch.. that’s another kick.. the girls so like her dad.. always kicking around while resting..
And as I lay there thinking about her future and her love and her babies.. I know she is going to be a very special child.. a rose amongst all.. the true queen..
And that’s when I heard the phone ringing… oh lord guess I left it in the kitchen.. knowing Michael would get worried if I didn’t pick.. I ran for the phone…
There was water in the kitchen.. n I landed on my stomach and the pain.. and only thought in my head.. my rose will be special..
2 days later when I regained consciousness.. I looked up to see Michael there sitting crying, holding my hand.. a feeling of emptiness in me… and I knew..
Standing near her little empty grave, Michael’s arm supporting me, heartbroken at losing our angel.. I looked at the sea and the sea gulls flying high.. I know now what mother had meant.. the gift has to be found in oneself but sometimes it chooses to come to you too.. it finds you when you least expect it and makes you that one special person.. Everyone has it or gets it.. I too did and have..
True love is god’s gift. That’s what my Rose had taught me. I may have had her for a little while..But she would be always in my heart.. she was my gift.
And as I look up in Michael’s eyes.. I know.. I had been the lucky one.. cause I didn’t get just one but two of His gifts..I had got my first god’s gift way before.. jus had never realized, maybe Rose was just a way to know my first gift.. Michael’s love..
When the heart is like it has melted in the sea of despair..
Look around and just remember,
The deepest of seas will not hide your light..
The light that is lit by true loves flame
For that’s the light of His..
Guiding you to safety.. In His arms..
