Magnetic

changing seasons

Wilmer's perspective:

I didn't know pain until I was caught staring into her chocolate coloured eyes with tears openly streaming down her small pink face. All I could see was her. She was a splitting image. Same eyes, same button nose, same ringlet hair. It hurt. My chest was physically hurting yet somehow I needed to stay strong. I had to stay strong for her. I was all she had now. I would do anything to protect her. 

I pulled her little limp body tighter into my chest and caressed the side of her wet cheek. "Papa's here. I've got you. Shhhh angel. We will get through this somehow". I took in a heavy breath fighting back tears of my own. "I don't know why God chose to take her away so soon but I know that light can always be found amongst the darkness. As hard as it is, your Mother would want us to be strong and move forward. I will figure this out. It's you and me Isabella". I could see her chest start to rise and fall into more even breaths. "I love you more than you will ever know". Her hand rubbed across her eyes before she looked at me and whispered "I love you Daddy" before burying herself deep into my chest with her arms wrapped around my neck.

*6 months later*

"Let's go Issy! I don't want to miss our flight". I quickly ran through a list of things in my head, hoping I hadn't forgotten anything. I looked around the empty house but instead of leaving with a heavy heart I couldn't help but smile. It was hard to leave but I knew that we needed a new start. She would want that. I looked over at the kitchen and saw her handwriting etched into the door frame marking all of Isabella's milestones. I could still hear her screams of excitement as she ran down the stairs to share that we were pregnant. Loving her was everything and thinking about a life without her in it, still seemed impossible. Isabella hopped down the stairs with her golden brown curls loosely falling over her little shoulders. Her cream bunny hung across her arms in front of the little flowers stitched into the pink dress that she wore . She took that bunny everywhere; especially since Gabby left. 

"Ready angel?" She nodded her head and grasped her hand into mine. The taxi driver loaded up the last of our things and we jumped into the back seat. I turned back to look at the house one last time. "Airport please". I lightly pressed my lips onto her forehead and tucked her small body underneath my arm. I couldn't help but pray that this was the right decision. New York here we come.