Wings...
I recieved my wings tonight, they were just as gold and shiny as I had imagined for the last twenty years. Some people tell me that if you really want something, and you've dreamed, worked, and imagined it for a long period of time, that when you do finally recieve it, it's never quite as good as you had hoped. But no, that wasn't true when it came to my wings. They were more then I could ever have imagined, for they, were perfect.
But what I discovered, as with all great gifts, there comes responsibility. When I looked down at those wings lying there, I knew I had to say goodbye to some things that were comfortable and normal to me...I had to give up things that I loved, people that were close to me, dreams that I once held so dear. It wasn't that the wings were asking too much, or demanding a price that I couldn't pay....but rather that having such a perfect gift meant sacrifice, and that is the hard part.

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