some things are meant to be.

let's pretend we're riding on a kite.

let's imagine, we're flying through the air.

we'll ascend, until we're out of sight.

light as paper, we'll soar.

let's be wild, up high above the sand.

feel the wind, the world at our command.

let's enjoy the view, and never land.

floating far from the shore.

some things are meant to be, 

the clouds moving fast and free,

the sun on a silver sea,

a sky that's bright and blue.

and some things will never end.

the thrill of our magic ride.

the love that i feel inside for you.

we'll climb high, beyond the break of day.

sleep on stardust, and dine on bits of moon.

you and i will find the milky way.

we'll be mad, and explore.

we'll recline, aloft upon the breeze.

dart about, sail on with windy ease.

pass the days doing only as we please.

that's what living is for.

some things are meant to be.

the tide turning endlessly.

the way it takes hold of me,

no matter what i do.

and some things will never die,

the promise of who you are.

your memory when i am far from you.

all my life, i've lived for loving you.

let me go now.

some things are meant to be, little women.

i sing this to my kids in the back room. every single day. i do so on purpose, so that no matter what, there was some sort of continuity, and a repetition giving them something to associate me with. and as a message for them. i've lived my life to this point, to love them. and even when i am far from them, i'll always have their memory.
they all love it. one girl always 'sings' along. and one boy has a favorite part. he always, always perked up when i said 'let's be wild.'
this 'wild' boy of mine is going back to heaven very soon. i learned today that he's been transferred now to a new location that will give him all the care he needs in his last days. the last phase of his life. a life too short by normal standards, but long enough considering the conditions he lived in and the body he is trapped in. i know i'm not allowed to talk about him. or really say much. but i can say this: he is one of the sweetest boys this world has ever known, if not the sweetest. and he always has an ear-to-ear smile on his face. always. the world is a better place for him having been in it. and i know i've been blessed to have know him. the sweetest soul from heaven above will soon be back there again. and he'll run and jump and laugh and play.
don't worry. i've already had my crying session. i think what makes me most sad is thinking about the girl his bed used to be next to. they had a special bond, she and him. and i don't care how odd you may think it is for me to say, there really has been a noticeable difference in watching her see that he's not there anymore, and the fact that his bed has now been moved out of the room and she's more secluded from the others. whereas she used to have a special friend always by her side in what usually looked like one big bed.
there's more a could say about yesterday or today. but for now, i just don't want to. tomorrow is our last day at section 2, and this morning the reality of us leaving actually hit me. and i cried while in the back room, before i had even found out about this boy of mine. it's been a day. goodbyes are hard no matter what, and even harder when they're for life. when i walk out of section 2 tomorrow, it will be for the last time. and there's a high chance that i'll never see those kids again in this life. bring on the tears. i love them too much. it's ripping my heart apart. and the worst part is knowing the neglect they'll face before a new intern comes in september. they just need somebody to love them.
on the bright side, i'm lucky to have met them. and gotten to know each of them. and most of all, i'm lucky that it wasn't until now that this boy of mine is headed back to heaven. i've had the opportunity to love him all summer long and get to know his beautiful soul before he returns back home and straight into the arms of god.