I will not go gently into the night

On the Seventh Day of Christmas, my true love gave to me…Candle-like qualities. Keeping with the greatest theme, how many times do you, have you put others before yourself? Most parents, especially mothers put their children and family before themselves. I commend them on their sacrifice but nobody comes before me but Jesus. I’m scary, so I need a scout ahead to let me know when to go and when to stay. You know, I need someone stronger than me to be I front of me because let’s face it, without Him, I’d literally be lost. I’m a realist, I know I’m replaceable at work and I’m 100% ok with that so work, depending on how I’m feeling, may not be inky top 5. I am a human candle, burning bright, becoming less and less, quietly and without fanfare. I do this because there can only be one, so though I go, I will not go gently. I will go down in a blaze of glory. Shining bright, flickering in the wind until my flame is extinguished. I do not fear the dark, for I have seen the light of The Bright and Morning Star.