I happen to my life and the lives of others. Not the other way around. At this point, it’s up to me to remember the blinks of the days before and after I mastered it. Blinks I’m choosing to remember now. Some of them slow and meant to be savored. Many of them so fast it doesn’t feel like they’re real, but delivered by a force so powerful, it’s undeniable it exists. A force she prayed to and called God. Something I never fought her on and still don’t exactly disagree with. While her faith was unshakable, mine remains in her—in us.
