“I am heavy, I am tired” said the old man to the child.
“My life, is drawing to an end. It is not what I have done to life that has brought me here today, but what life has done to me along the way.
I was strong, I was fierce, I took no-one to my side, simply brushing them aside with no need of them. Now I find that I’m alone, but don’t pity nor disown those memories that I’ve sown, along the way.
My path was never straight, sometimes narrow, sometimes wide but along it I did stride to find you here. And I am pleased that I did, otherwise you would never know what I managed in my life, along the way.
I have reached that final bend, the one that leads me to my end, and now I leave you here to make your own way through this life. Tread your path with care, and always be aware that there is no such thing in life, as a mistake.”
© 2012, Danny Kemp. All rights reserved.
We all will reach that road, that final bend. With all the pain in my body I think I will rejoice in it.
Blessings,
Linda+
Love ya!
Jane
That one statement had more meaning than any of the stories he told us of his youth.
Ron
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