Few weeks ago, during a family gathering, I was telling my god-daughter a story about her baptism. My cousin told me that my late uncle had insisted I become her godmother. My late uncle was my godfather too and he prepared me for life just like my own father did.
Tears immediately flooded my eyes and I wished I could thank him. The idea of someone lovingly suggesting me to take this role is incredible. It’s an honour and my heart is full because I had incredible people in my life.
I used to look back at the past four years as tough and a burden. Shortly after my uncle passed away I began sharing my writing on this blog. So now I’m certain that you can feel your heart is healing when grief turns to gratitude.
As I watch my god-daughter grow I’ll make sure she knows that she’ll always have this angel by her side loving and protecting her♥