No one knows the true meaning of love until you gaze into the eyes of your own creation. Many take for granted the one true love of a person's life. When that bright spot in a person's life is extinguished there are no words to describe the pain and loss. The experience of possibly losing that light and living in the dark is almost inexplainable.
Knowing what could have been lost if not for the breath of life given by another, I know I could not go on. Like an earth with no light, a home with no love, summers with no sun, Christmas with no tree, birthdays with no candles, my life would have been nothing if the light I love and crave was gone.
I thank the higher power that enabled the light to be rekindled in my love, for the sake of my other two lights, that I can go on knowing my smallest light is still burning.
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