Amid a multitude going to and fro, in the concourse she sat, burger in hand. Two very long days since any food had passed those lips and her stomach
was grumbling in complaint at such neglect. She took a huge bite, chewing gratefully. God this tasted so good!
"United Flight 217 ready to board at gate, all ticketed passengers please get in line and ready to board"
With a sigh she threw her burger back into the bag from whence it came, and began collecting everything. Purse, diaper bag, baby bottle, baby, food
and drink... so very much to have to carry. Frustrated she began the journey toward her gate, just barely hanging on to her burdens. All of them new,
with the exception of the purse.With a crash the baby bottle hit the ground, sighing again she bent down while making the attempt not to drop anything
else, and grabbed up the bottle. Well she cant feed the baby from that bottle now, she thought.
As she reached the line she dropped her bag of food, bending down once more she picked up the bag, no way was she going to loose that, even though for
a moment she considered leaving it where it lay, that moment quickly passed though, she was starving! As she began to regain her upright position the
bottle hit the floor once more.
How am I going to do this? She thought to herself. 37 years old, no longer married, how on earth did this happen? My children are grown, I was done
with all this! How could she do this to me? I'm going to have to withdraw from those courses, for the first time in my life I was to attend
university...a dream now shattered like so much broken glass.
She thought back to the phone call from two days past. Had it only been two days? It seemed like a lifetime.
"yes sweetie, how are you guys doing?"
"Not good mama, I need you...I need you to come get the baby"
"What on earth do you mean come get the baby, whats going on?"
"Mom, we just got kicked out of the apartment and we are on the street, please come get the baby"
"Sweetie, just come home. If things are that bad, please, just come home. You can go to college, the trust fund will pay for your schooling and we
live right by the university. I'll babysit while you attend school and work part time. We'll try and have alternate schedules and together we will
make this work. No problem. Just come home."
"No mama, I can't come home, I can't face anyone, everyone there knows what happened! Besides, what happens when the twins get out of jail anyway?
Would I someday be walking down the street and see them? I can't go back mama, I just cant. Just come get the baby"
"Honey, how am I supposed to raise a baby alone? I just enrolled in university, living in a 1 bedroom apartment... how am I supposed to do this honey?
Please just come home, I'll help you, you can't live on the street! Just come home."
"I will be fine mama. Please understand this, I cannot go back. I cant face it. Everyone there knows about the rape. Please just come get the
baby...and come now, I have no where to go with her."
God how did any of this happen, she thought as she was juggling bags trying to reach the bottle on the ground. Her son and mother told her, this will
most likely be forever. She simply has a baby now. She didn't want
to raise a baby. But there was no choice, this child was her flesh and
blood. This was her responsibility and hers alone now.
A woman, shorter than her, dressed in an expensive suit with perfectly done hair--unlike hers right now--walked over and picked up the bottle, a
single tear streaming down her cheek as she slowly passed over the bottle, all the while looking at the baby in her arms. Quietly she said, "You do
not know what I wouldn't give to be in your shoes right now."
As the woman walked away, she knew the woman had been unable to bear children, words communicated in eyes and soul as brown eyes locked on green. She
thought then of her own children, the joy of raising them, little moments in time passed through her minds eye. As she looked down at the baby in her
arms, this small angel, sweet, innocent of everything, dark blue eyes taking everything in.
In that moment she knew, this was no burden in her arms, this was life, happiness, her joy. This was the greatest gift God could have ever given her.
Thanking God for this child, she slowly began boarding the plane. Never again would she feel frustration. Never.
Smiling she said, "We are going home baby girl, we are going home."
edit on 5-7-2012 by OpinionatedB because: (no reason given)