I am Your Angel
I am a tender breath away always loving you.... were the words I heard in my heart a few days after my 18 year old nephew Omar, suddenly passed away five years ago from undiagnosed hydrocephalus (water in the brain). The words flowed and danced and shaped as if on its own into a poem "I am Your Angel", which I believe was Omar's spirit delivering a message to the one he loved the most, his Mother. This poem was read at the funeral mass where hundreds of his friends, some online friends, whom he had not met physically, traveled to New York to pay their respects.
The death of a child or young one changes one forever. It gave me a different perspective on what life is about, which is love and of the very temporary, sacred nature of life. We are on planet earth as guests passing through. Love is what has the power to continue affecting those that are left behind when the portal of death opens and takes us into the world beyond. We will be remembered for the moments of kindness, compassion, a reaching out, even tough love, anything that we did to create a ripple in another's life is what will survive our death.
When my time comes, I hope my epitaph reads something like this: "She kept an open heart and did her best in living, loving and leaving the world a better place for those who crossed her path and for strangers."
I am Your Angel
Now that I'm in the other world
where souls find a resting place
among the rainbow colored waterfalls
I will be your guardian angel
Your sweet angel watching over you.
I will dry your tears
and hold you in a tight embrace
and your heart will remember
I am only a tender breath away.
You can call me when your heart is breaking
You can call me when you want to feel my love
You can call me and I will be by your side
even if I am now dancing in the Light with God.
I may seem to be gone but
I am still with you while we fulfill God's Higher Plan.
I am a tender breath way always loving you...