Blooming Seeds

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{Narrator's POV}
The next morning, Jane woke up from her bed and no longer felt sick. In fact she hadn't felt the best in a while. She stretched and went to Hayes's room to check on him. This isn't part of her usual routine but for some reason she felt up to it. She saw that he was still in a deep and peaceful sleep so she went downstairs to make some breakfast.

As she passed by the dining room, she caught a glimpse of something odd, sprawled on the floor. She slowly approached the figure to find it was a sleeping Adrian. She looked so pretty and innocent. Her dark curly hair, slightly covering her face. Her lips were a glossy pink shade and were slightly open. She just looked so beautiful and for the first time in a while, her mother realizes that. She also noticed the crucifix on the wall and the family photo in her hand. She then had an idea of what she must have been doing all night.

She thought to herself, "Oh my lovely daughter. I am so sorry you have to feel in such a great sorrow. I can see that you have privately turned to the lord for help, that I was the cause of your great sorrow."

Jane felt the need to go outside and just go for a short walk. She walked down the sidewalk, still wearing her robe. But she didn't care. She wanted to just think. Think about her husband. Think about her kids. Think about her drinking problem. Think about life.

{Adrian's POV}
I was woken by the shoving of her father.
"Adrian, are you okay?" I heard my dad say in the darkness.
I got up and was confused, for I was sleeping in the dining room...
But then I had remembered last night. I was praying to God to help the family's suffering all night.
I yawned and stood up, feeling quite light headed.
"So, can you explain why you were sleeping in here all night?" My father asked.
How was I supposed to answer that?
I rubbed the back of my neck and kept quiet. I really didn't know what to say.
He pouted, "What's wrong Adrian? Why were you sleeping on the floor?"
Well I couldn't just ignore him. So I decided to tell the truth.
"I-I was praying all night?" I answered slowly.
"You were praying all night. About what?" He asked concerned.
"About us. The family. Dad, don't you see there is something wrong with this family? Something missing? I mean we haven't been whole as a family in, forever. And I know you feel the same way because I have felt this way for five years dad. So I figured the best thing to do right now, was to just pray." I paused to pick up the photo and show it to him. "I know you and mom have drifted away from the Christian faith. But I feel it's time to get close to it again. I think it will help us become whole as a family again. This is the missing piece of the family. And mother is the one who needs the help."
He was now looking at me with realization and acceptance. I appreciated this response from him. I knew he would understand.
I was waiting for him to say something in response but he was silent. I thought that maybe he should just take it all in and I'll leave him be. So I rushed passed him and went up to my room to get ready for school.

{Father's POV}
I was in shock by what Adrian had told me. I should've thought about the kids. I should've known that Adrian and Hayes were also in sorrow. I was just being selfish and left the house whenever I felt like it, just to get away from Jane. I was a coward when I should've been taking care of things as the father. Five years though....
I had no idea. I mean I knew that the children weren't as happy of course. But it's now gotten to the point where Adrian has turned to the Lord once again. And I am so thankful for that. I'm glad she was the one who never completely forgot about her Christianity. Maybe this was fate. Adrian reminded me of our faith.

I'm sorry God for drifting away. Ahh I was so caught up with Jane and her drinking problem. I was just trying to focus on her and the kids and trying to keep things in order. I thought I didn't have the time for church but I was wrong. You can always make time to be with the Lord.

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