The Final Light
Can you see it? I asked as I knelled beside her bedside.
She turns toward me with a single glimmer of light in her eyes and nods her head.
For she had seen the light many times before, because she had possessed her own.
Her light once turned her away from an abusive relationship.
Her light once turned her away from several groups of toxic friendships.
This had been the same light that protected her from the troubles of the world.
She had possessed this light from the very beginning, ever since she was a young girl.
However, this light was very different from the light she owned.
It promised her peace of mind and a favorable new home.
I clenched her hand in an effort to remind her of that light.
However, she pulled away from me in an effort to reassure me that she was at peace with the light.
I cried as she turned away from me.
I embraced her fears while she embraced serenity.
Then she turned to me and asked, "Do you not see the light?"
No, I replied. I am not able to see.
For I am blinded by the fear of the unknown.
She said, "fear not what you are unable to see, and embrace what is visible to you."
I looked at her with a puzzled expression on my face.
Her riddles only confirmed that she had become delirious and this only made me more upset.
Why you? Why now? I asked as she turned away once again.
Answer me! I demanded before she turned back to me.
"Live in your light and allow my light to dim, recycle, and live on."
She was such a strong woman I thought, but how could she be so strong?
She said, "My child I have lived many lives and death is a mere phase to me."
"I have reached my destination and I have enjoyed the journey."
"Do not fret, do not live with regret, and please my child do not cry for me."
"Live, love, and laugh, but please do not cry for me."
"I am the light, you are the light, and the light surrounds, both, you and me."
She said before she became silent and closed her eyes.
Suddenly the anger I felt left me, the fear, the pain, and the confusion.
She was finally at peace and I was finally ready and able to release.
It was then that I realized that her light would forever shine on me.
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