There are a billion monkeys sitting at a billion typewriters typing. Last year a monkey typed "Romeo & Juliet" by accident. One of the monkeys typed a local weather report. Another typed a Michael Crichton novel that Michael Crichton won't write...for 10-years. And another typed the story...of your life, all by accident.
A billion monkeys sitting at a billion typewriters, typing. Who can say when they have exhausted every possible combination...of our 26-little letters? Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, but one day they'll be done.
So when our language is spent, and we're all out of words...what will you say?
Saturday, June 24, 2006
Saturday, 3 a.m.
Here I am wide awake. Waiting for time to mend this part of me, that keeps on breaking...
At 1:21 a.m., I received a call that my youngest cousin of 19 years old passed away. She could not sustain her life battling sickle cell anemia.
After a few hours or crying and thinking, I recalled all the wonderful memories I have to share with my future family. Details about a cousin who despite all odds survived and accomplished her goal of graduating high school.
This may seem trivial for you, but unfortunately, many people will not get that opportunity for whatever reason.
As I am sitting here reflecting on the different aspects of life, I wonder how can so many things cause people to be so cruel. What was that point in their lives that made them deviate from good? It may sound philosophical and all, but I guess tragedy causes me to think "Big Picture".
My cousin, Rebecca Byrd, freshman at the University of Texas did what she could for as long as she could. I watched her call up to heaven and I watched crawl down through hell, I still can't get over you and I know I never will.
Nothing I say can bring you back, I've got nothing left to show, but wonderful picture and memories of our time we spent hanging out with your folks! Rebecca, I will always love you now and forever, Rest In Peace and may God and Christ welcome you into their kingdom of peace.
At 1:21 a.m., I received a call that my youngest cousin of 19 years old passed away. She could not sustain her life battling sickle cell anemia.
After a few hours or crying and thinking, I recalled all the wonderful memories I have to share with my future family. Details about a cousin who despite all odds survived and accomplished her goal of graduating high school.
This may seem trivial for you, but unfortunately, many people will not get that opportunity for whatever reason.
As I am sitting here reflecting on the different aspects of life, I wonder how can so many things cause people to be so cruel. What was that point in their lives that made them deviate from good? It may sound philosophical and all, but I guess tragedy causes me to think "Big Picture".
My cousin, Rebecca Byrd, freshman at the University of Texas did what she could for as long as she could. I watched her call up to heaven and I watched crawl down through hell, I still can't get over you and I know I never will.
Nothing I say can bring you back, I've got nothing left to show, but wonderful picture and memories of our time we spent hanging out with your folks! Rebecca, I will always love you now and forever, Rest In Peace and may God and Christ welcome you into their kingdom of peace.
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