I came back outside the house, carrying a pad of paper and a pen. I was going to write something. I had never really wanted to write, but about 5 minutes before, I got a sudden, inspirational urge. I sat down next to Danny's tombstone, my back propped up against it. I glanced up at the plane in the sky, carrying my husband and son. I smiled and looked down at my paper. Where to start? I didn't even know what I was going to write about. Then I knew---I had to write about him. I'm so incredibly happy with Rafe, but then I wouldn't have little Danny if it weren't for him. I turned around and looked at the headstone. "You better help me with this." I said outloud. Sighing, I brought my pen to my paper.
*When I think back on these times, and the dreams we left behind; I'll be glad, cause I was blessed to get to have you in my life.
When I look back on these days, I'll look and see your face. You were right there for me*
Now what? I nudged my elbow on the headstone. "Come on, Danny. Help me." Then I looked up at the clouds, and the idea hit me.
*In my dreams I'll always see you soar above the sky.
In my heart there'll always be a place for you, for all my life*
I looked up at the plane; my son was on there. His son. Our son.
*I'll keep a part of you with me.*
I sighed. What to put after that? Oh, stupid me.
*And everywhere I am, there you'll be. Everywhere I am, there you'll be*
I looked up at the plane going through the sunset, and memories came flooding back to me. While it was 2 and a half years earlier, it felt like it was happening right then.
*You showed me how it feels, to feel the sky within my reach.
And I always will remember all the strength you gave to me.
Your love made me make it through, oh, I owe so much to you.
You were right there for me
In my dreams I'll always see you soar above the sky.
In my heart there'll always be a place for you, for all my life
i'll keep a part of you with me,
And everywhere I am there you'll be*
I took one more look at the headstone, and began writing hard and furiously, not stopping.
*Cause I always saw in you my light, my strength.
And I wanna thank you now for all the ways,
You were right there for me.
You were right there for me,
Always.
In my dreams I'll always see you soar above the sky,
In my heart there'll always be a place for you, for all my life.
I'll keep a part of you with me,
and Everywhere I am there you'll be.
There you'll be*
I looked up from the paper, with a smile on my face and tears in my eyes. Considering I wrote it in 5 minutes, I was proud. But I couldn't have wrote it by myself. I glanced back at the headstone, smiling. "Thank you, Danny." I kissed my finger and put it over the name engravement. I stood up and noticed that Rafe was landing the plane, so I ran inside and put the paper with my "work" on it in my diary, stuffing it in my drawer. For some reason, writing that gave me a sense of release, and in my head no one had to share my release with me. Only the one who helped me. He helped me both times. First with Rafe's death, now his own. I smiled and gallantly carried myself down the stairs, where my family was wanting dinner. I was home.
THE END
**disclaimer: yes, I realize that Diane Warren wrote the Faith Hill song, so kudos to her. I also realize that Randall Wallace wrote the speech at the end of chapter 8...kudos to him. I own nothing in this, only the work of fiction. the characters, the plot, that speech and the song are not mine, and never will be. got it? ok, buhbye, and thanks for reading this far...i had fun writing this. i realize that it probably sucks some major arse, but, whatever. i had a great time. :)
*When I think back on these times, and the dreams we left behind; I'll be glad, cause I was blessed to get to have you in my life.
When I look back on these days, I'll look and see your face. You were right there for me*
Now what? I nudged my elbow on the headstone. "Come on, Danny. Help me." Then I looked up at the clouds, and the idea hit me.
*In my dreams I'll always see you soar above the sky.
In my heart there'll always be a place for you, for all my life*
I looked up at the plane; my son was on there. His son. Our son.
*I'll keep a part of you with me.*
I sighed. What to put after that? Oh, stupid me.
*And everywhere I am, there you'll be. Everywhere I am, there you'll be*
I looked up at the plane going through the sunset, and memories came flooding back to me. While it was 2 and a half years earlier, it felt like it was happening right then.
*You showed me how it feels, to feel the sky within my reach.
And I always will remember all the strength you gave to me.
Your love made me make it through, oh, I owe so much to you.
You were right there for me
In my dreams I'll always see you soar above the sky.
In my heart there'll always be a place for you, for all my life
i'll keep a part of you with me,
And everywhere I am there you'll be*
I took one more look at the headstone, and began writing hard and furiously, not stopping.
*Cause I always saw in you my light, my strength.
And I wanna thank you now for all the ways,
You were right there for me.
You were right there for me,
Always.
In my dreams I'll always see you soar above the sky,
In my heart there'll always be a place for you, for all my life.
I'll keep a part of you with me,
and Everywhere I am there you'll be.
There you'll be*
I looked up from the paper, with a smile on my face and tears in my eyes. Considering I wrote it in 5 minutes, I was proud. But I couldn't have wrote it by myself. I glanced back at the headstone, smiling. "Thank you, Danny." I kissed my finger and put it over the name engravement. I stood up and noticed that Rafe was landing the plane, so I ran inside and put the paper with my "work" on it in my diary, stuffing it in my drawer. For some reason, writing that gave me a sense of release, and in my head no one had to share my release with me. Only the one who helped me. He helped me both times. First with Rafe's death, now his own. I smiled and gallantly carried myself down the stairs, where my family was wanting dinner. I was home.
THE END
**disclaimer: yes, I realize that Diane Warren wrote the Faith Hill song, so kudos to her. I also realize that Randall Wallace wrote the speech at the end of chapter 8...kudos to him. I own nothing in this, only the work of fiction. the characters, the plot, that speech and the song are not mine, and never will be. got it? ok, buhbye, and thanks for reading this far...i had fun writing this. i realize that it probably sucks some major arse, but, whatever. i had a great time. :)
