God's Gift [One Shot] (Completed)

God's Gift

What do you see? I smiled to that question on my mind. For the past years, I've been asking that to everyone I met. I ask them the very same thing because I can't answer it myself. I never knew what changes happened for the years I spend in darkness, until last year.

"Honey, we only has thirty minutes left," Aunt Ysabelle called from the sala.

"Yes, auntie," I answered. Well... thirty minutes is enough.

I look around and smile. It's been a year and this place looks pretty much the same... incomplete and lonely. Incomplete since he left. Lonely since I wasn't able to bring back the happiness I owed to bring back for him.

September 02, 2008. It was indeed the happiest day of my life. I was with my parents the whole day and we went to Aunt Ysabelle's restaurant for our dinner. The day itself with them was the greatest gift I would have received but they gave me more than just that. Mom and Dad gave me him, my one and only Brownies. He was a puppy and because Aunt Ysabelle's cake for me was made of brownies, I named him after that. I also played piano for everyone, expressing my thank you for my very special 14th birthday.

But I guess happy things end fast. Later that same night, we're on our way home and the things that happened next were so hard to absorb. I heard Mom's screaming, bright light coming towards us, Dad honked loud and seeing only Brownies in my arms... for the last time.

I lost my ability to see. The doctor said I will not be able to see and my only chance was to find an eye donor. I know the news was big for me, almost got killed on my birthday, lost my eyesight and has a small chance of regaining it again. But all of that was nothing compared to the fact that I won't be able to see my parents, ever again.

Aunt Ysabelle took care of us after that. We lived on the unit she bought for us. She bought for me and my Brownies.

September 02, 2012. Four years has passed. Four years of asking everyone what they see. Four years in darkness. Living my life was not easy but it wasn't lonely as it looks. I still had my Aunt Ysabelle who home-schooled, take care and own me as her daughter. I love my auntie. I thank God for letting me have her. Of course, I have my Brownies.

For those years, I got used to what I have. Aunt Ysabelle visiting me every day, going to her restaurant to play the piano as my job and of course, one of the best parts of my life setup, having Brownies with me. First thing in the morning, he'll be waking me up, telling me to thank God for another day. He became my eyes, guiding me to everything I should do. He became my bestfriend, brother, boyfriend, and many more that I could've ask for. He was always there.

He would accompany me to everything while auntie will take care of us. He would cuddle on my lap when I'm sad. He would bark along when I play the piano for him. He would listen to my endless stories about our family, occasionally barking to the details I'm hesitant to tell. He would make me feel loved for the moments I'm feeling down. He was not just a dog. He completes me.

August 29, 2013. An eye donor was the earliest and grandest gift I would receive. Aunt Ysabelle was called to check upon my possible eye donor. We immediately got to the hospital and find out that my donor's eyes were compatible to me. I got so happy that auntie, Brownies and I cried happily. They hurried me to get ready for my operation. I was so nervous that I needed to talk to Brownies who staying outside the hospital. He barked and cuddled onto me, reassuring that everything will be fine.

The operation was a success. The doctor said they could remove my bandage that's covering my new eyes in less than five days. I was so happy. Aunt Ysabelle was happy. I would go out of my room to meet Brownies outside, constantly telling him stories, and he would listen to me.

September 02, 2013. I was nervous about the whole thing. I, the ordinary girl who lived in the darkness, would be seeing things again. But that wasn't all. I was thinking about how Brownies barked at me when I told him my bandage would be removed. It was like he was saying he was sorry and I could feel that he was leaving me.

I slowly opened my eyes and it was... magical. I could see everything again. I immediately asked Aunt Ysabelle guide me to Brownies. I've been so excited to finally meet him. The adrenaline rushing on me, the sights I never expected I would see again, they were all magical. The excitement filled me when I finally heard him barking.

I guess happy things end fast. No. It doesn't.

I saw Brownies beside a crying girl. He looked at me too. For a second, a warm voice whispered to me. For that second, I knew I should let go of Brownies. He needed by someone else. That crying girl was the daughter of my eye donor. I can see myself to that girl. I can see that Brownies will be making that girl smile like what he did to me. I can finally see that he was a gift from God, not only for me but for everyone who needs him.

Tears started rolling out of my eyes but I just smiled, I'm not regretting that memory. I got out of the room and saw Aunt Ysabelle packing up our last things. "You have a visitor, honey; I think they want to see you..." auntie winks. "Happy birthday!"

I opened the door then my tears started to roll again.

"Arf! Arf! Arf!"