Two days ago I saw two dead birds. It was around 7am and I was coming home from work. Two days later I found out a close family member died. When I passed the first bird I instantly felt sad because it was a hawk. Hawks to me represent strength and independence. To see it lying on the middle of i285 really caught me off guard.
The second bird was a little song bird. It was laying on the ground right off my exit. As I passed this bird I felt fear. Fear that something was coming, but I didn't know what. Fast forward to today--12:11AM. I get a ominous text message from my sister that said "Call Me".
I immediately felt sick to my stomach. I knew something was wrong and as I sit here and type this out; I am realizing that I was being warned by the universe this whole time. The dead birds were a sign. My cousin's death hasn't resonated with me but I am all too familiar with this role. It never feels like they are gone until you are sitting in the room with them and they aren't moving.
I secretly looked up to my cousin. Her infancy pretty much outlined the quality of her life. She was sickly as an adult but she never let that stop her from shining. In the back of my mind I knew that as long as she was alright and prevailing through life, then I am able to make it through my petty bullshit.
But now she's gone and my heart is aching for my grandma. She's had to endure burying two of her kids within the last two years. Life is so unfair and so are it's circumstances. The end of one journey and on to the next..just venting.
Love&Light
The second bird was a little song bird. It was laying on the ground right off my exit. As I passed this bird I felt fear. Fear that something was coming, but I didn't know what. Fast forward to today--12:11AM. I get a ominous text message from my sister that said "Call Me".
I immediately felt sick to my stomach. I knew something was wrong and as I sit here and type this out; I am realizing that I was being warned by the universe this whole time. The dead birds were a sign. My cousin's death hasn't resonated with me but I am all too familiar with this role. It never feels like they are gone until you are sitting in the room with them and they aren't moving.
I secretly looked up to my cousin. Her infancy pretty much outlined the quality of her life. She was sickly as an adult but she never let that stop her from shining. In the back of my mind I knew that as long as she was alright and prevailing through life, then I am able to make it through my petty bullshit.
But now she's gone and my heart is aching for my grandma. She's had to endure burying two of her kids within the last two years. Life is so unfair and so are it's circumstances. The end of one journey and on to the next..just venting.
Love&Light
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