Epilogue

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I Love You.

Like a broken record. I keep hearing it in my brain on repeat. I sleep with it. I dream about it. I wake up to it. I live my whole day with it.

'I wish i could tell you the good news face to face.'

I stood at our usual spot talking to him. Although he's not here physically, i feel his presence every time i come here.

'I'm cured! I've healed!' I shed some tears of joy. 'Through some miracle I'm fine. The doctors don't have an answer for it but they cleared me'

I smiled knowing he's smiling with me.

'And even better, they said Junior isn't prone to it! Huhhhhhh!' I blew out some air and laughed out loud.

'Mommy, i don't feel so good' i turned around to look at the two year old toddler behind me.

'What's wrong, honey?' I bent down and asked him.

'My stomach feels warm'

'Awn. Let's go home then, shall we?'

'Yes!'

He smiled and i picked him up, kissed his forehead. With a final look down the bridge i asked him.

'Wave bye bye to daddy!'

'Bye bye daddy!' He said sweetly.

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