From Where I come

IF SOMEOME REMEMBERS Dear God, When I die, I don’t want to be remembered Unless it’s for how loudly I laughed, how wide my smile was how deeply I loved how messy my tears were unless the thought of me reminds them of the strength in faith of the power in authenticity, of the courage in trust of the beauty in loss that being kind isn’t foolishness that heartbreak isn’t the end that it’s okay to start over that nothing in this world is ever ours and ultimately, unless my life was proof that there is God in the broken and in the whole, in the darkness and light, when I die, let me be forgotten, let my birth month be erased let the winds not carry my name to my father like I never breathed the air of this world like there wasn’t a time when I cried for breastm ilk   let them ask who? If ever my name came up. Amu Mawutoh ,   7/08/2023