My First Date

“She had looked right into my eyes and smiled. Kissed me affectionately a thousand times and held my hand very tight. Her touch was filled with love and was so gracious that even death can choose to live. Tears rolled down her eyes as she saw me for the first time. Dear Mom, It’s true that there is no other beautiful first meeting I possibly had with a girl other than you.”

—-A eulogy lied on the deathbed of a mother from her son. He looked but her eyes were closed. His touch too was filled with love but not enough to bring living out of the dead. Tears rolled out from his eyes too but not because of contentment. And only destiny smirked at how closely related their first and last meeting was.