1976

     I have heard through all my life that numbers have a meaning, some things like they're magical, others like, they're the language of the universe, some others just say that numbers are just that, numbers, logic and mathematics.

     As for me, I have always avoided numbers because I thought they were to difficult, to mysterious, I'm more like the right side kind of girl, and curiously my twin sister always great with math, and numbers, and everything else under the school scope, she didn't even try to study for any test, ever, she's a natural, smart, beautiful, kind, and even better with her right side of the brain, she can knit, craft, create art out of nothing, she's the best of us, I know that now.

     Even when I do not romance with numbers as much as I wish I would, I like all the numbers in the calendar, I actually think I have an obsession with them, I got different types of them all over my apartment, including the bathroom, and yeah, I got the paper ones, the ones that you can get at the dollar store and you ended up hanging 2 or maybe 3 in the same spot just because they really have inspirational words or beautiful cat pictures. The thing is that I love writing down with a sharpie all my appointments, special occasions, if I get out of the shower and my phone is not at hand, I always have a pen near my bathroom calendar to put down that magical idea I just had while taking a shower.
     Calendars always remind me of my Dad, I think I got this obsession from him, he used to have them all over the house, I remember him asking his mechanic every December for the next year calendar with the almost naked woman in the front of the page and also in the next 12 pages.
    Something happened one day, and the calendars were only a thing for me to put away, I just couldn't see the days passing by, time was no more fun, they return to be numbers, if I can only burn all the calendars in the world, if only I never see that date in the calendar anymore, maybe I can heal one day at a time without looking at the infamous calendar talking back to me and saying: "yes, this is the day that she passed away, remember?"...I got stuck in one day, in one month, in one single year, I couldn't remember any other date so passionately like May 19 2012, what is it that I am suppose to be feeling when your twin Sister didn't tell you that she was going to go first?...was I suppose to be aware that these things happen to twins as well?...YES OF COURSE!, it happens to everybody!, I know, I know,
that is what my mind is telling me, only, what do I say to my soul?...is not empty, is always for of love, God lives within me, I know these things too. 
     Is just that, I was born with someone, I remember that, I do, this connection, is a forever connection, is like I am always trying to find my lost shoe, is like for a moment I lost my identity, what is my name?...what is the formula to mix all these emotions and get any results, except this, the sadness that I get when I ask the Universe: Were you happy?....Did you know that you are my blue unicorn?...Can see me now?...I always feel you, is that you when I make plans in my head for your children?...I know, I know...you used to say that I over analyze everything, and I do, and that's when I knew that you were talking to me with numbers, you the one who is very good with numbers, you spoke to me in one of your favorite topics: NUMBERS; and I heard you, you said: 1976, and it hit me, how amazing numbers are, how magnificent God almighty is, He created a Universe all  entangled in infinite numbers with no time no space, just energy that travels eternally with His love every where and to any one, only when we are ready to receive Him, I got it know, you want me to remember April 27 1976 God blew life unto us and shine His lite inside the whom of our mother, because that is the moment were the light of God decided that we are going to be eternally together, never apart. And He is so magical that He confirmed that he is perfection by giving us a last name that contains one of His most wonderful adjectives: Of The Light
 


     

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