A Titanic Moment

She woke up in the middle of the night, hands tied with wires to the monitors and body stitched with wounds from the greatest battle of humankind.  She felt lucky because she made it back and others would not have the chance.  She was given the 2nd chance, of living!  But, the fruit of her labor did not made it. He was too premature and never opened his eyes or breathed the air on his own.  He was taken and forever lost, to her. She was angry.  It was not suppose to be this way!   How could she live knowing she could not save her only child?

She aguishly closed her eyes.  She saw herself on the Titanic.  One minute there were endless music and Champagnes going around almost feeling dizzily happy; another minute the world came crashing down.  She was thrown into the frozen water of sea, in a panic, without a life jacket.  Human sufferings were all around her, screams and death. She could only hear herself, “Breath, have to breath.”  There was no why or how it happened.  Nothing could be explained.  To breath and live is the only way to find the answer, eventually.

Looking into the darkness, more darkness waited.  Where could she go from here?  She was on the boat to the promising land of parenthood.  Now, she was in a frozen water, in the darkness, with no baby, no direction.  With tears in her eyes, she bit her lip and paddled her weak legs.  Not knowing if she would survive or if this is the right direction to the safe land, keep paddling is the only way she knows she has to do….

Then, she opened her tearful eyes, let out a deep sigh, leaned over and asked, “Can I have some water?”

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