Today on the forum, I've posted a lot of scattered thoughts, feelings about what this day has brought to us all. But to me, today is so much more..
When I woke up at the crazy time of 6:30am, one of my 1st thoughts was "It's Heath's birthday"...but I didn't say anything to anybody. I got ready and headed out to my bus. It was raining, not drizzling or pouring, just raining and yet, when I opened the door, I clearly heard a beautiful bird chirping into my ear ( that bird again :\'( ) It was so sweet on a drerry morning like this one. I went to school, left for the trip, nothing new. I was listening to my ipod and "Slipped Away" by Avril Lavinge came on, we entered the city around that.. moment. I felt goosebumps through my whole body. At the Museum, I had a good time, saw beautiful pictures, and with no one else, I felt like I could take in a lot more. I tried at points, to wonder where these people were when the photos were taken or what they wanted their art to speak to us..I came back home and left to pick up my brother at the airport. We got to the hospital just in time, and I saw my nephew for the 1st time. He was beautiful, it seemed so unreal...Today was an adventure, a day where I mourn a death, and see the creation of a new life..
April 4th - a day that will be forever in my mind
Heath - a man that will forever be in my heart