"The Path I Walk" - written for Uncle Mike, by his loving niece, Deanna.
The path I walked in my early years, was untamed and destructive. People were hurt, tears were shed, pain was endured. Maybe I was unaware or, in my youth, I maybe didn't care. I did things that could be considered stupid and juvenile. Decisions that changed others lives and my own. Some drove away friends, others drove away family.
But, still I walked.
As time past, perhaps ashamed of my path before or a change of heart, priorities, or perspective, I walked a new path. A path of travel, friendship, and belief. A path worth teaching to those who will listen. To some, this path meant hope, to others it meant simply nothing.
And still, I walked.
And now, in my final days, a few things come to mind that need to be said: To those hurt by my decisions and mistakes, I am sorry. To those I've loved, I still do. But now comes my turn to walk the eternal path. One that is not of this world. A path of peace, serenity, and bliss. A path without pain or suffering. Here, I will see the ones who have gone before me, the ones I've missed so. I will walk this glorious path not alone, but with the almighty spirit beside me.
And together, we will walk.