“How do you know what will be?” he asked.
“I don’t,” I said, “I’ve just written many stories of what I think we could be.”
“But what if we’re not meant to be in this life?”
I smiled.
“My love,” I began, “We live many lifetimes while we’re here on earth. You get but one life to live many. Perhaps ‘another life’ is just around the corner.”
And with that, I let him wake to the next life he chose.
I hope you’re alright where ever you are.