I was riding the bus yesterday, watching a woman play with her infant son, and I just felt free.

I thought about the pact that their souls made before they came to this planet. She agreed to be his mother in this life, and she was fulfilling her obligation.

Suddenly, life became very, very sweet; two hearts intertwined doing a little dance and whispering in my ear: "Don't forget why you are here. Please don't forget."

I won't forget...a promise is a promise.

P.S. See you on the other side.

All Ri...