It was dim. It was dark. And yet; it feels so warm. Where am I?
Ah, I was on my mother’s womb.
October, 1996
Hey, mom! I am your first baby. Aren’t
you happy having me? If not, then, why are you crying? Where is dad? Did he
make you cry? Don’t worry mommy, I have loved you, unconditionally.
Two weeks later,
Mom, I haven’t seen the world. I am
wondering what it would like. Dad will give us a tour right? We’ll be going to
play and eat all the foods that we want. We’ll be going to the city and buy all
the toys that I want. We’ll be going to the beach for our family bonding. We’ll
be going to the church and we will serve God, happily. I’m so excited to see
and feel the world, Mom.
I’m just wondering when I will be
seeing it. I can’t wait.
One week later,
Mom, you seemed so happy. Did
something good happen? I guess there is. I am glad that you are smiling. Mom,
please tell Dad that I want to see the world---I want to see your smile.
Three days letter,
Mom, are feeling you feeling pain,
because I am. I am still breathing, right? I will be going to live. But it
never seems that I have the chance. I am holding on Mom. So please, don’t lose
hope. Mom, where is dad? I see that he is right beside you. Good thing, for I
know that I can’t hold my promise. Mom, please tell Dad to be strong, that you
need him, and you love him. Even if things goes wrong, Dad, please stay on
Mommy's side. Never leave her, like you always do. I want to hold on but I just
can’t. I’m sorry. Thank you for giving me life. Goodbye Mom and Dad, I will
miss you. I will be your unborn angel, forever.
