One sweet breath

Long before I was blessed with the gift of life a plan was made. One that I was to carry out without question or doubt. The only problem being I had no idea what that plan was? Riding my first bicycle with baseball cards in the spokes was that my prelude to a Harley? Instructing a third-grade class about the teachings of god. Was that my introduction to a life time of belief in all that I believe to this day? My first girlfriend that also was my best friend. One with whom I discovered love and trust and a deep feeling of loss and mourning when she was called to god at such an early age. Was that my introduction to future relationships that ended in sorrow and pain minus the mourning?

Learning to work for what I wanted rather than have it just handed to me was that a taste of all the hard work I did over the course of so many years? Eating what was on my plate if I liked it or not, was that a sample of what I would endure trying to keep my children fed when times were hard?

Walking through the frozen winter woods, the quiet surrounding me with a peaceful whisper. Was that my introduction to a walk-through life where I had to listen more than I spoke?

Reflecting every chance, I got on the past was that or is that a slide show I am to remember for all time or at least until I can’t see the pictures as clear as I once could?

I will forever believe it was all drawn out while I was seated beside my god who with one sweet breath sent me on my journey.

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