A Miracle

Aria

One moment all I feel is overwhelming joy and the next moment absolute terror. Knowing that I am going to be a mother has triggered different emotions in me. A mixture of fear and joy.

Fear that I may not be adequate for the role of motherhood. Terror of failing to protect my child. This role has been thrust on me without proper preparation. I am scared I may fail my child and they will suffer as I did.

That said, another part of me is joyous. Extremely ecstatic. I feel that this is a chance for me to right some wrongs. Everything I went through as a child will never befall my baby. I will fiercely protect what's mine and live to see him or her grows into a beautiful creation.

This is my chance to mold a child who understands humanity. To impart loads and loads of love to this child so that when he grows, he will be the epitome of strength through love, kindness, and compassion. I am determined to prove to the world that one's past does not define who they are.

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