Saturday

Angels

 Your dead friend is now your angel.

And just when you lack the motivation to go on, he'll appear on your Memories to remind you of why you even started. You started for the almost the same reason he did - to somehow right the wrongs you made in your youth. So, remember that he was there with you through all the frustrating whole-day weekend Math classes. Remember that he was there with you to buy you that cup of ice cream to cool your head of the frustrations you were airing. That he was there with you to help you fix your misjudgments of your beau. That he was there with you to pour you a drink for all your troubles, for all your heartbreaks, and even for all your achievements - however little, however extravagant. Trust me when I say, that even when he's gone, he will still be there for you. He will still be there for you. Even when you weren't there for him to pour him a drink for the last time.

Your dead friend is now your angel.

And just when your heart has become too weary to be happy, he'll appear on your Memories to remind you that happiness is right where you are. Perhaps, you just needed to turn around a bit to see happiness clumped in a corner just behind you. Perhaps, you just needed to sprint a very short distance to join happiness in that very fleeting moment. Your friend will remind you that he was there, too, there in that perfect snapshot of happiness of that moment. So, remember that he will be happy to see you choose happiness amidst the toxicity of everything. Remember that he will be happy to see you conquer the challenges you are facing right now, just as you would have conquered the steep slopes of that mountain he told you about. Remember that he will be ecstatic to see you smile, to see you laugh, even when you were not able to see him do so in his death bed.

Your dead aunt is now your angel.

And just when your burdens have begun to feel as heavy as she was all those years ago that you had been her human walking stick on the way home, she'll appear on your Memories to remind you that your very core is as strong as your arms back then. So, remember that your heart may be heavy, and you may not know why it is so, but please, please remember, that you can carry it home, wherever home would be in this life. Remember that you have strong arms to lift the burdens you have up above. Remember that you can carry them while walking little step by little step towards your goal. your would be home.

You won't be needing additional angels. No, not right now. 

Your loved ones need not you to be their angel. No, not right now. So remember to live. Live and do not be just another memory. 


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