The Augury

Part 102

[Alex ]

I woke up with Cebo sleeping next to me,
My head was resting in her chest and her hand in my head, it's like my soul stepped out and was looking at my self and my biological mother  sharing a hospital bed

" Alexander"
I look behind me and I was meet by my mom, Mrs. Fox the woman who raised me
Me: mom"
I ran to her and gave her a hug
Her: I'm so glad you ok..."
Me: I would have not done this without your teachings to be  courageous"
Her: no my child it's you, pure heart, that fought for the curse to be broken, you are free now of the dark mark...dark blood..."
Me: you knew about my bloodline...about my father? "
Her: only when I was in the afterlife I realized who you were and what you were destined to do...you did great I'm so proud you "

I hugged her and she hugged me back
He:  she needs you now "

I turned around and looked at me and Cebo cuddling,  memories of my mother taking care of me came rushing back of the things my mom did for me when I was sick.
I remember her pouring me warm baths because I always felt better after.
I remember her coming home with chicken soup from my favorite deli.
I remember her rubbing Vicks VapoRub on my chest at night when I was congested, the familiar smell seeping up into my nostrils. Then just a few minutes later, noticing how I’d start to breathe easier and be able to fall asleep.
I remember the sticky spoonfuls of grape cough syrup and the honey cough drops my mom kept in her purse.
I remember sitting on her lap in our steamy bathroom as he gave me a sponge bath,

It’s interesting to think back nostalgically on the times I was sick. My memories aren’t really about how badly I felt or how tough my cold was to get over, it’s more about how my mom took care of me and made me feel better. It’s a memory of feeling loved and looked after.

I wonder if Cebo will ever have that gentle hand, carrying heart, willingness to go an extra mile to make me feel better if she will ever have that motherly love that makes everything o'right ...

Her: you would not know until you give her a chance, "
Me: I'm scared mom... I don't know her "
Her: it's not about what you know but what you feel, follow your heart it's never wrong, stop listening to your heard"
I breathe out loud
Her: I have always said that words wouldn’t even exist to thank Nomcebo enough for the decisions she made to give me you
and that stands true to this day, I believe a compilation of words that I could strum up to her
to accurately share with you what she means to my heart they don’t exist.

But what I do want to tell you is that, like me, she loved you. She was very young when she conceived you, with her troubled upbringing she  simply was unable to care for you, 
Look at it this way all things work in God's favor me...you...Nomcebo we were a match made in heaven.

Without the choices, she made I wouldn’t have had the privilege to raise such a handsome, strong intelligent boy like you, and this world would be a dull place without their bright lights you gave me throughout these years.
You matter, therefore I matter, therefore Cebo freaking matters too... her choices matter and my choices matter because you matter, and the future you both have ahead of you matters. You are here because of love, and while the feeling of conflict rule you're heard let them go and allow your heart to know the real women who carried you for nine months in her womb, and gave you away to protect you, I promise you that this is only the beginning of your life's true meaning.

And maybe someday, just like Cebo, you will be sitting at a maternity ward holding your own firstborn or at your child's graduation, maybe their wedding, or maybe you’ll be sitting in a room holding their children and you’ll get it, and they will too. Because there is nothing powerful like the love of a parent, she might not have raised you but her love made you the man you are.
I love you Son you were my light, my prince, my joy, my laughter I don't know how to thank you for being part of my life...all I ask is God to continue to bless you and favor you "

She was crying I was crying, it was an emotional way for her to say goodbye or better yet for her to hand me back to my biological mother,
Me: mom...I should be thanking you for the life you gave me ... "
Her: no need to say it I see it in your eyes, feel it in your heartbeat, someday you will realize that your child will be unable to find the words to thank you too, because those words don’t exist, but you feel them, in there laughter, there smile, in their eyes, dreams and when I look at you sleeping peacefully.
Alexander, you will always be my Son my last born son, my dream chaser...

You are brave.

You are strong. 

You are capable. . .  I love you, Alexander Fox, remember you will always be a glue to your adoptee family ... You the only person that can help Austin to become the man he is destined to be and your biological mother to become the women she is destined to be... This is not goodbye because I will always remain on your heart..."
She kissed my cheeks and hugged me even tighter, while I squeezed her back as I sobbed in her shoulder.

" hay it's ok I'm here..." Cebo said running her hands on my back,
I realized that I was hugging Cebo now, the dream just anded my mom just gave me the closure I needed. I silently cried ... As Cebo rubbed my back.
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To be continued