I woke up at 4:44 jet lagged. And my finger clicked on this poem in my newsfeed.
It goes like this:
Choosing You (Zhu Er)
You ask me what I was up to before I was born
I’m telling you I was busy choosing a mom
I spotted you, you simply just are right
So I chose to be your love
I was not sure if I could get lucky this time
When I woke up the next day we have chosen each other
I choose to embrace Vincent’s and my choice, and celebrate every magical moment of his being in this life. Bereaved parents, grieve with the eternal love in your heart.
Hi from the jungle of Costa Rica.