"Even If" - A. Larrieux
... I would walk into the light with a smile across my face.
I feel blessed to say that I have had the opportunity to love and live life.
I have loved God.
I have loved my family.
I have loved a man or two.
I have even experienced reciprocated love from all of the above.
Second to loving God, I am most proud to say that I have loved myself.
I've never hid from who I am, never hated what I have become and never wanted to trade my life for anyone else's.
True, things haven't always been stellar, but through the hard times, I found strength that I did not know that I had and learned to appreciate the good times even more.
I definitely could have a different outlook though.
When I was 13 my brother who was 3 at the time fell in our family pool at our house. He was under water for an estimated 15 minutes before my brother found him. The accident left him in a vegetated state for two years. We took care of him. He passed away when he was 5. Fluid built in his lungs. Essentially, he drowned again.
Guilt overtook everyone in my family. My family had been cleaning the pool area the day prior to the accident. Though we never talked about it, I know that my dad felt guilty because he was the last out of the pool area and forgot to lock the gate. My mom felt bad because she was home when the accident happened. She was cleaning the kitchen while my brother was playing in the backyard. I felt guilt because my mom asked me to give my brother a bath, but I chose to let him play in the back so I could take a shower first.
How different would life be now had one of those things been different? What if my dad locked the gate like he always did? What if my mother would have made my brother a sandwich while she was cleaning the kitchen like she always did? What would have happened had I given him the bath before taking a shower like I always did(he would not have been able to go outside after the bath)?
My life's path was changed fifteen years ago. His accident and death still sit with me as the most painful time in my life. He was the only person in my life, even to this day, who did not judge me. He was so young and wanted nothing but my love and attention. Prior to his accident, whenever I walked in the house he would stop what he was doing and run and hug me. Every time.
I could have gone crazy and never recovered from the pain of losing my brother and (at that time) best friend. Instead, I learned what I consider my life's greatest lessons from knowing him.
I learned to put others needs before mine. True, I am going to get mine, but ever since his accident, I refuse to push myself to the front of the line or be too self-absorbed. Some people view me as being a pushover, but I am aware of my actions and do it in honor of my brother. Had I not taken a shower and given him a bath instead things would be totally different now.
Also, I learned what unconditional love felt like because of him. I also learned how to show it. I wish I had one more chance to look into his eyes and tell him how much he meant and still means to me. That is why I don't miss a chance to express my feelings to those that I love. I literally understand the saying, "you never know if you will have another chance."
Fast forward 15 years.
Life is different, but I still live by the same principles. The two characteristics that my brother inspired in me have carried and helped me sail through most of my life. I have seen the world, served my country, met a lot of people and am currently in love with a great man.
I really have no regrets in life.
Though I have no plans on going anywhere...
If My Life Ended Today I Would Walk Into The Light With A Smile Across My Face.