There was a time when love was the only thing that mattered to Emily. She had always been a romantic at heart, and from the moment she met Jack, she knew that he was the one for her.
Jack was everything Emily had ever wanted in a man – strong, kind, and fiercely loyal. They fell deeply in love, and before long, they were inseparable.
They spent their days exploring the rolling hills of the countryside, and their nights wrapped in each other’s arms, gazing up at the stars. It seemed that nothing could ever come between them.
But fate is a fickle thing, and it wasn’t long before their happily ever after was torn apart. Jack was drafted into the army, and before Emily knew it, he was shipped off to fight in a far-off land.
She waited for him, praying for his safe return, but as the months dragged on, her hope began to fade. She knew that the chances of him coming home were slim, but she refused to give up.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Jack returned home. But he was not the same man Emily had fallen in love with. The horrors of war had left their mark on him, and he was a shell of his former self.
Emily tried her best to support him, to help him heal, but it was no use. The damage had been done, and there was nothing she could do to bring him back.
As the years passed, Emily watched as the man she loved slipped further and further away from her. She knew that he would never be the same, and that their love would never be the same.
One day, as Emily sat by Jack’s bedside, watching him slip away, she finally let go of the hope that had kept her going all these years. She knew that it was time to say goodbye.
As Jack took his last breath, Emily leaned down give him the Kiss Of Death and whispered in his ear, “I will always love you, my love. Until the end of time.”
And with that, Emily’s heart was shattered, as the love of her life slipped away from her forever. She knew that she would never find happiness again, and that she would always carry the weight of that loss with her for the rest of her days.
′′Let go the people who are not prepared to love you. This is the hardest thing you will have to do in your life and it will also be the most important thing. Stop having hard conversations with people who don’t want change.
Stop showing up for people who have no interest in your presence. I know your instinct is to do everything to earn the appreciation of those around you, but it’s a boost that steals your time, energy, mental and physical health.
When you begin to fight for a life with joy, interest and commitment, not everyone will be ready to follow you in this place. This doesn’t mean you need to change what you are, it means you should let go of the people who aren’t ready to accompany you.
If you are excluded, insulted, forgotten or ignored by the people you give your time to, you don’t do yourself a favor by continuing to offer your energy and your life. The truth is that you are not for everyone and not everyone is for you.
That’s what makes it so special when you meet people who reciprocate love. You will know how precious you are.
The more time you spend trying to make yourself loved by someone who is unable to, the more time you waste depriving yourself of the possibility of this connection to someone else.
There are billions of people on this planet and many of them will meet with you at your level of interest and commitment.
The more you stay involved with people who use you as a pillow, a background option or a therapist for emotional healing, the longer you stay away from the community you want.
Maybe if you stop showing up, you won’t be wanted. Maybe if you stop trying, the relationship will end. Maybe if you stop texting your phone will stay dark for weeks. That doesn’t mean you ruined the relationship, it means the only thing holding it back was the energy that only you gave to keep it. This is not love, it’s attachment. It’s wanting to give a chance to those who don’t deserve it. You deserve so much, there are people who should not be in your life.
The most valuable thing you have in your life is your time and energy, and both are limited. When you give your time and energy, it will define your existence.
When you realize this, you begin to understand why you are so anxious when you spend time with people, in activities, places or situations that don’t suit you and shouldn’t be around you, your energy is stolen.
You will begin to realize that the most important thing you can do for yourself and for everyone around you is to protect your energy more fiercely than anything else. Make your life a safe haven, in which only ′′compatible′′ people are allowed.
You are not responsible for saving anyone. You are not responsible for convincing them to improve. It’s not your work to exist for people and give your life to them! If you feel bad, if you feel compelled, you will be the root of all your problems, fearing that they will not return the favours you have granted. It’s your only obligation to realize that you are the love of your destiny and accept the love you deserve.
Decide that you deserve true friendship, commitment, true and complete love with healthy and prosperous people. Then wait and see how much everything begins to change. Don’t waste time with people who are not worth it. Change will give you the love, the esteem, happiness and the protection you deserve.”
Days turned into weeks then a month came and as we were about to enter the second month I visited like I have always done. I was present the day she moved her hand and from moving her hand she blinked her eyes severally before opening them. I called out to Doctor Krane who came in immediately to check on her. I watched her trying to understand the kind of environment she was in. She looked over at my side, stare at me for a very long time before looking away. I later left that evening as the Doctor kept a close watch on her. It took almost two month for her to become responsive. I was joyous knowing she was finally awake and I was opportune to witness it all. I drove back to the church with a grateful heart and all I did was to kneel before the holy sacrament with a heart of gratitude.
For five days I did not go to the hospital because of the outreach that all the reverend fathers in my parish had. I was there on a Saturday evening after my block rosary. Doctor Krane came to me immediately he saw me.
“Good evening father….
I responded cheerfully before proceeding with my question.
“How is she…did she mention anything about her relative or where she came from or even the father of her child? Did she say anything?
Doctor Krane looked at me sadly before saying.
“She suffered from amnesia… which is loss of memory. She can’t remember anything both facts, information and experience. Her mind is blank. During the accident she happens to hit her head hard on the ground which caused a great damage to her membrane, her pellicle was completely damaged. The right cerebral cortex no longer supply information to her brain. And the one word for you to understand all this medical terms is that she suffered a memory loss and cannot remember anything, her names, where she came from and if she has a relative or not….she can’t remember anything.
I was dumb founded and bit at my lips for some seconds before saying to the Doctor.
“Does it have a cure…or for how long will she have to go on with a total loss of memory?
Doctor Krane was quiet for some time, he breathed in and said.
“There is no cure for some, like dementia which is short term memory loss. Her own is also short term and with time she may began to flip out and in. it won’t be steady but it will take time before a tiny recognition about herself will flip in and when she is about to catch a glimpse it will flip out. Her survival was a miracle, the fetus forming in her womb is still to our bewilderment because none of our medical practitioners can explain all that so therefor it will also take a miracle for her memory to return to normal. She can only remember from the moment she wakes up from coma and it will continue like that but she can’t remember who she was before the accident happened. She is not insane, she can converse and speak fine. The only problem is that she may not be able to remember what her past life used to be like.
After talking with the Doctor I walked into the lady’s room and saw her laying so still. Her eyes was fixed on the television screen which was showing a program. The bandage on her head have been changed to a different color. It was white before and now is blue with a green mark on it. I moved closer to her without a word, not even knowing what to say to her. She may not even understand anything. But as I moved closer she lifted her eyes to me and looked up at me. i gave her a smile but she did not smile back as she kept looking at me. I took a stool and draw it closer to her bed, sat down and said to her.
“My name father James….
She curved her mouth into a smile and said to my amusement.
“I saw you in my dream yesterday standing by that door and watching me with a chaplet in your hand. I have seen you twice in my dreams this week, you are as handsome in the dream as you appear to be in real life, I almost thought you are an angel. You just said that you are my father….I don’t understand. Do you mean that you are my real father? You are too young to be my father…how old are you?
I didn’t even know how to reply to that question but it was a good thing that she can converse. I felt good to hear her speak.
“I don’t mean your biological father. I’m a reverend father and I’m thirty five years old.
She did not look away as she said.
“Is that why you are dressed in a clerical collar… overall dress? Are you married?
I almost laughed at the last question but I kept the conversation going.
“Reverend fathers do not marry. They remain celibate, dedicating their entire lifetime into service to God and mankind. What should I call you…like what name will you like to be called?
She looked away, closed her eyes for some time and looked at me again.
“I can’t remember anything, not even my name. I can’t remember how I got here and the reason…the doctor said that I have been here for two months and I am pregnant but sincerely I can’t even remember how the baby got into my womb….
I smile at her last statement, I take one of her hands into mine and said.
“Everything will be alright, your life is a testimony and nothing ever happens without the knowledge of God.
I tapped her hand gently before releasing it. She smiled at me and said.
“You are too fine to be single. You are handsome and speak so well. I’m beginning to wish you will tell me that you are the father of my unborn child. I will not have anything to worry about if only you will tell me that you are my husband or boyfriend or normal friend and also responsible for my pregnancy. It will be a great relieve to know that. Because I have tried to think but everything is blank…totally blank.
I listened to her talk without interrupting and when she was quiet I began to speak to her.
“Don’t stress it. I believe in miracle and you should too. Miracle happens to those that believe. If you don’t believe in anything just believe there is a God watching over you, a loving God who has your interest at heart and saved you from dying. So your memory will be restored like a miracle and you will begin to remember everything that you can’t remember before. You were involved in an accident, you ran across the road and got hit by a reckless driver who drove off leaving you lying in the pool of your own blood. I was coming back from a block rosary which usually take place in the church premises when I saw it all. I rushed you to the hospital and you went into coma for over a month. You are alive and that is all that matters and everything you lost will be restored back, both family, friends and most important your memory. Do you believe that there is no impossibility with God…?
She did not respond, she quietly turned and returned her eyes to the television.
“We have to give you a name for now, a good name to call you. I have few list on my mind. I have some female names, like Anesthesia which means “rise again. Beatrice which means “joy bringer. Anna which means “grace. Abigail which means “father is rejoicing”…
She quickly interrupted me. “I like the Anna….call me Anna. The other names you mentioned are confusing. Anna sound sexy and cute. I don’t care about the meaning but I like the sound of it. “Anna…Anna…”
She began to repeat the name continuously. I smile and rose from my seat, she stopped talking and looked up at me.
“Where are you going? Please don’t leave, spend some more time with me…pleaseeee….
She said looking from my eyes to my lips then down below my clerical apparel.
“I will be back tomorrow or next to check up on you. Whenever you are afraid or feel lonely remember what I said to you earlier that God is watching over you. God is your heavenly father and he has sent angels to shield you from all harm, you don’t have to be afraid. You are safe.
She did not respond and kept looking at me as I took my leave. I walked to the door before turning to look back at her and she was still watching me. “You are always in my prayers. Good night Anna”…
That was my last word to her before I walked out of the door.
I spoke with Doctor Krane before leaving. I drove back home, singing along my hymnal which was playing in my car.
I felt God entrusted a soul to my care to lead and that person is Anna. I don’t know what the next phase will be but I hope the road will not be too stony to walk on.