Superlove - the White Angel's Autobiography
Copyright© 2009 by A P Gilmore
Epilogue
And finally, what about me? Well my life has changed so much since I discovered my powers. Life is about facing challenges, and I have faced more than a few, and had to have a few nights sleep now and then. But how do I really feel about my life? Many times I have wanted to give up, just burn my costume, to never don it again. However, I feel trapped in a life that was predestined to me. I blame Melissa and her ideas. If she had not understood my powers, or suggested I become a Superheroine, I would not be who I am today. We rarely fight about anything as we are the best of friends, but occasionally, I verbally attack her and blame her for her stupid idea. I have felt such pain and seen many horrors that no one could ever imagine, especially in my first year. I still get nightmares today, seeing the faces of those lost to us. I also have to wonder about our choices. A few times the newspapers have told the story about a man, who I saved and then killed his wife or whatever. What if I have changed the world as we know it, by saving all those thousands of people, that were meant to die, maybe god had a plan. What of God's plan for me? Maybe saving people was not the only reason for my gift. Maybe I was here to help make skyscrapers, as I can float the girders and building material up, rather than using an expensive crane.
Do I regret any of it? Sometimes, but I am reminded of one thing. Amy. We would have never met if my life were different. I would never be this happy as I am with Amy or our children. There are times I wish we could all be together all of the time, but we all have our jobs to do. My work maybe hard, but everyday I do achieve something good and selfishly I love it. The world still loves me and I get thank you cards and fan mail everyday. I have many staff that took 6 months to open all my mail and sort through it all, the united world governments paying for it as thanks and afterwards we turned it into a fan club. I even make the odd personal appearance for charity functions. I also visit schools to teach responsibility. Amy got me one of those voice boxes so I could talk without using my voice. I try to read as much mail but a world and a million letters I have my work cut out, but I give a few hours each day to try to read some of them, and Amy helps.