painted_wings

I need to get this down before it gets out of my head, so I apologize if this is a "wrong" way to start an SG blog...

I got introduced to Mason Jennings through a cd that my soulmate made for me.

She and I discovered each other on the steps to a church...we bonded over scars.

I saved her life.
She saved mine.
When I was locked in rooms, with moments flashing before my eyes. She helped me take myself to safety.
When her life was ending, the last thing her mother said to me was... "take care of her"...
Tonight, watching Mason Jennings sing, I realized something...

I am her guardian (just ask her mom).
She is my savior (I can't count the ways).
Most importantly... She wants to spread her wings, and the only way she can grow, is if I let her fly.

I now realize what was being said in the last of her mothers breaths.
To take care of her... I need to let her go.

So, although this may be the "wrong" way to start an SG blog... This is one of the most pivotal moments of my existence.

My soulmate, my dearest friend, and I have let each other go.

I will take care of her for the rest of my days... As of February 14, 2005, I have no choice.
She will become something...As long as... I.... We.... can let her fly.