I wrote this story a long time ago but I think it's really my best writing. It's a short story. Hope you enjoy it....
I remember it so well, I remember you, my love. I remember your first smile,
your laugh, your innocence- but what sticks in my mind like a bird to the sky, were your eyes. Those beautiful hazel eyes filled with love, hope and
pain. You were so young, yet your eyes held your beautiful story without giving away your secret. Screams had shattered the silence of that rainy night when I had found you. My heart beat was irregular and rapid as I approached the tattered, rain soaked box she had designated as your grave. I lifted you out of that dingy hell and held you close to me. You were cold and hungry, yet so beautiful. I was trapped in your eyes. Those piercingly beautiful eyes. I had found my baby. “It’s going to be alright,” I whispered into your ear. I named you Grace because God had kept you alive for me to find you. Mommy is here.
You were five years old. It had been a long, emotional, heart wrenching battle, but finally you were mine. Bless the judge that had granted me custody of my Gracie. My beautiful baby girl; you were not so much a baby anymore. Your eyes gained more brightness and beauty everyday as if the sun had been giving you pieces of sunshine every night that you slept.
Mommy loved you so much.
High school. Grace, my baby, you had to be careful; you had to make friends-no, you had to have fun. I prayed that you let your loving eyes show you your deepest dreams and lead you on the right path. You didn’t stray, you stayed pure. I could never tell you a lie my love, your eyes always penetrated to the truth they were too pure, like the first rays of the sun after a storm. You made mommy so proud. Mommy loves you to bits.
You looked so beautiful. My baby became a lady. I embraced you tightly as the tears stained our eyes like blood on crystals. You were going to your dance. I prayed that He took care of you that night. I had poured out my
soul into giving you everything you deserved that night. You were safe, Grace. You had fun. Mommy misses and loves you.
You left me on that fateful morning with so much determination in your eyes. You lovingly embraced me as if it were your last. Time had stopped, and was then thrown into fast forward as again you were in my arms. This time you
were not coming to life but it was cruelly leaving you. I watched the life leave your beautiful eyes as you joined the God who had brought you to me.
Mommy loves you to death.
By Melissa Boguo
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