I, Emily Marie Williams, believe that imagination is stronger than knowledge, that myth is more potent than history.
I believe that dreams are more powerful than facts, that hope always triumphs over experience, that laughter is the only cure for grief.
And I believe that love is stronger than death.
Love is stronger than death even though it can't stop death from happening, but no matter how hard death tries it can't separate people from love.
It can't take away our memories either.
In the end, love is stronger than death.
Today was it. Today was the dreaded day pushed in the back of our minds wanting to be forgotton. But really, how could you forget a day that would sear in your mind like a scar, the image burned into your retina. The image of your father, in a hospital bed, taking his last breath, struggling last breath. Your mother hovering above you and saying, “Emily, tell him to go. It’s what a soul needs, to move on, Emily tell him that its ok to go.”
NO! it wasn’t ok to go. It hurt too much. Mom was just trying to console me as she was bawling her eyes out on my dad’s chest telling him that she loves him and she will always love him no matter what, and that she’s sorry.
I never got the reason as to why mom was apologizing to my dad at such a critical time. But, I guess …show more content…
Before long however, the stars peeped out and soon, the place was oncemore trance-like (if that’s even a word). The tiny pinpricks of silvery light surrounded the glorious moon that was reflected on the surface of the water. The moon seemed to sink as the tide rose up to meet its original copy. Now bewitched, I stared at the dancing fireflies which added their light to the brilliance around them. I inhaled the scent of the air and felt so calm that I wanted to stay here forever. Nature was such a calming phenomenon that I wondered why humans never appreciated