He always told me in his next life he wants to be the wind. Before he died he said, “Darling when the wind blows, know that I am near you circling around you. Listen deeply, for I am whispering sweet nothings. I will eternally be yours.” It’s been years since my husband was alive but not once since his body has left mine have I felt alone. When the wind blows I can hear him whisper “I am here” and I close my eyes and I feel him.
I wrote this microfiction for class. I'm not sure what it was I read but I think it was a celtic prayer about the wind being whispers from God telling us everything will be okay...or something like that. I wish I could remember exactly what it said because it was beautiful and ever since I read it I appreciate the wind more. Whenever the wind blows my way I close my eyes and just listen. It's relaxing.
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