The battle: part 3

The Battle: part 3
January 7th, 2016

Dear Mother

Dear Father

Dear Sister

Dear Brother

These are my letters from the battlefield.

I’ve been fighting for a while now

but I would like you to know that 
I’m fighting to Live

not fighting to stay Alive.

My battle has been more different than I could have ever imagined.

Just last week  

I climbed a mountain with my bare feet

and once I reached the peak

I realized there was another mountain to climb

and in my time
I will have so many mountains to climb.

demons to face.

swords to sharpen.

Dear Mother

I wish I would have spent more time with you before battle.

Dear Father

I should have shared more of my dreams with you.

Dear sister

it’s so very tough out here.

Dear brother

it is still enough out here.

I have many wounds from this battle,

and a few times my heart has been pierced.

but don’t worry

my soul is still on fire.

I’ve spent a lot of time with the trees

So much time I’ve learned their personalities.

And the ocean has been telling me that I’m wild

I'm starting to believe it now.

Dear mother

I'm sorry we fought for most of my teen years. You never stopped loving me, even when I wounded you. 

Dear father

you make the best breakfast omelets I have ever had, and if I ever taste one better, I will still love yours more.

Dear sister

I should have spent more time loving you.

Dear brother

I wish I knew how to tell you

that these days I have never felt more alive.

I have found freedom

I have found purpose

And all the pain i’ve endured has been worth it.

dear mother
dear father 
dear sister
dear brother
these are my letters from the battlefield. 

everyday I die

Even though I fight