|Kamila - Kahlil Gibran's mother|
Almost a month ago, my mother passed away peacefully. You may have remember a tribute to my mom on this post here. In the many days, weeks and months to come, I will continue my journey on this Earth while forging a new relationship with my mom in Spirit. I know that death is not the end of a relationship, it is just a journey to another adventure.
I think of the love we shared, yet so many times misunderstood. Now, without her physical body and mind, I am bestowed with a gift of my mom's pure love and presence -- the only "thing" that is left of her. There is a reason why she was my mother on this Earth, a reason I have yet and will continue to discover.
"Love has no other desire but to fulfill itself. But if you love and must needs have desires, let these be your desires:
To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night.
To know the pain of too much tenderness.To be wounded by your own understanding of love;And to bleed willingly and joyfully."
-- Kahlil Gibran on Love