Eyes

For thirty years, I was lost, empty and devoid of purpose. I surmised I would never thrive, deprived of love. Bereft of all that is good in this world. That was until I first saw my daughter’s eyes. Before that day, my heart was shattered and cold. Trauma, rage, sadness, had stolen my soul. Apathy, depression, obsession with vengeance, consuming me whole. A lifetime of misery had taken its toll. However, in that moment, I realized. The belief my hatred would never die was nothing more than a lie. In that moment, when I saw my daughter’s eyes. I could feel the hate that I carried inside. Begin to die, paralyzed. Crippled by the purity within my daughter’s eyes. I held her in my arms, and it all made sense. My struggles throughout life were just a test. I stood there, holding my reason for living close to my chest. In a blissful state of awe, losing myself in my daughter’s eyes. On that day, my daughter Alaina saved my life, saved my soul. A life once thought lost, had since been found. A soul that was damned, now shined brighter than ever. This is why I will forever be indebted. To my daughter Alaina, and her beautiful blue eyes.