Nick was furious as I told him over the phone about my recent job application going to London. He can never accept the fact that he lost me over his affair from Cathy. I, on the other hand, is firm with my decision. I will leave my daughter with my parents and worked away from her to achieve the life I always wanted for my family and for my daughter.
'My precious daughter, I never knew you would give me so much strength to fight this battle, be able to endure all the pain, the hardship that I have been through the past years with my husband, your father and the struggles that I have to face for this new journey away from you', my thoughts while cuddling my sleeping daughter. She sleeps peacefully, like an angel. So tranquil the day it is. It feels like the winter wind could not penetrate the warmth I feel with my daughter.
"Are you sure this is what you wanted?" my mom asked me from the behind. "I have to do it mom, so i could provide Althea a better life. And I can help you and dad with everything in the house. I know I disappointed you a lot of times already. But I will make sure that I will succeed this time", I promised my mom. We hugged each other. I have never been hugged for so long before. I feel like I am completely safe in my mom's arms. I hugged her even tighter.
I was so ready to start a new life. I am excited to see how it will turn out. The next morning, I woke up with the commotion from the outside of our house.
"I will never let Jessica go without my permission!, if she will go, I will take my daughter with me back!" angrily Nick talked to my father. He looked wasted. Ana was there with him and to my surprise, and so with Cathy.
I sigh as I see how this day would end. How pathetic to see my husband whom I considered an estranged now is making a scene early this morning outside our house. When I saw Cathy inside the car, I felt pain and betrayed by my husband. It is now clear to me that my decision would be the best for me to move on and to start over. As I wander in my mind, the people outside where shouting. Ana, my mother in law kept on nagging Nick to blurt some words to make us do what they want. It was so devastating to see that he's here, instead of begging and asking for forgiveness, chose to be with his hoe acting as if he was the victim.
When they were about to enter the doorstep, my father moved to meet them and blocking their way. He released a raging anger "I am the alpha of this family! Yes, I may be a poor man from this poor countryside, but I won't let you easily trample the family that I built with my sweat and blood!". He moved one more step and to my surprised, he slowly load each one bullet to his old gun that hasn't been used for so long. Nick and Ana was shocked to what they saw at the moment that they could not think straight. They were so nervous that you could see in their eyes, they could hardly breathe. "One more step and I will be sure to make this bullet engrave in each of your temple!!!", my father angrily shouted.
They step back and hurriedly moved towards the car where Cathy has been waiting. Nick pull the car to start and hit the road without hesitation. It is like watching a drama show where the villain is slowly loosing his confidence to take over the poor ones. My father went back inside the house after making sure that they are no longer in our premises.
"Dad, I'm so sorry for this trouble I have brought into this family", I apologized as tears run down in my face. I lowered my face that I cannot meet the gaze that my father gave me. He slowly lift my head and said with so much confidence, "don't be sorry Jess, this is one of the things that you have to endure to gain what you always wanted in life. If the relationship that you build isn't for you, you don't have to lower yourelf; instead, rise among the thorns".
He was my hero, the light that never fades. He saved me from the verge of failure. He always believed in me. When I think that he would never accepts me after making this mistake, here is my father pondering words of wisdom to encourage me to build myself again.
I hugged him and is thankful to God for giving me such a father.
Later that day, we went to the police station to file a formal complaint on what had happened in the morning. The police officer is keen with his job with asking the details word per word, event per event as to who were involved and etc. I then formally told them the story, the journey of me being a battered wife and being betrayed by his husband. We plead for a restraining order.
I know that Nick, being from a powerful family, will easily get away from this and will do anyting to get what he wanted. Besides having family lawyer, they owned several businesses in part of Sudbury. Thus making their family even more capable of getting away. Nevertheless, we still hope that this will not be taken for granted by our firm law makers.
Days have passed by and I heard nothing from Nick whether or not he would beat the shit out of us. It is a fine morning where I woke up from the sweet giggle that Althea made from my side. She's awake before I woke up and is now playfully tangled my hair. I love her small hands enveloped my face making me feel the prettiest. "Good morning, my love", I greeted her as I showered her with kisses. "Momma!!! blebelele", she giggles as she tries to say something. I played with her and we laughed our hearts out. I love how this tiny human being made me whole as a woman, as a mother, as a person. I thank God everyday for this sacred life that he showered to Althea, being able to have the chance to take care for her.As we joyfully verge into the happy world, my mom went inside the room,"Good morning, breakfast is ready. Now, get up you two before the food turns cold". She then took Althea and brought her to the kitchen. There, waiting my father who is having his signature black coffe
As we nestled in our individual apartment provided by our hospital's human resource team, Liz and I immediately begin to unpacked our things. As I was arranging my stuffs, I called my mom through zoom meeting to let them know that I have arrived safely and to show them my new abode for the next 6 months. I dialed my mom's number and turned on the video conferencing."Hi mom!, where's Althea and dad?", I asked as I am busy unpacking the rest of my stuffs. "Ben!!, come here and bring Althea. It's Jessica!", my mom shouted with excitement on her voice, as if singing out the top of her lungs. Dad is in a hurry. He's a little excited to see how things are going on as I landed in my little apartment."Hi dad, I'm here now in London!, and this will be my temporary home" I turn the camera to let them see the space I got. "oh sweety, it's amazing. That place is gorgeous", he said as he run his eyes on the four corners of my place. "momma!", my precious Althea greete
This it. The day of my training.I woke up minutes ahead of my alarm and started to prepare. I took a shower, 'ahh, this is so refreshing'. I put on my uniform and looked myself in the mirror. "I look okay with this", I said to myself. I left my apartment and head to Liz's.I knocked on her door and she opened. She was prepared as well. "Well, good morning neighbor", I greeted her. "Jess, I prepared pancake. Let's have breakfast now. I don't want to be late on my first day'". "Your work ethics. That's what I love about you", I teased her as I handed her a cup of coffee. We gulped into the pancakes as we satisfy ourselves by this delicious meal. After that heavy breakfast, immediately, we went inside the hospital premises.Head directly to the Operating theatre. Liz and I went on our separate ways. I managed to go to the training room and wait for my preceptor. When she came, she introduced herself to me. Her name is Lorraine. She explained that this
On my way to work, I saw Lorraine. I greeted her and she wished me good luck. It was fun having to experience a day with her. She is one of the few people who helped me to have a smooth transition of being an OT nurse. Before heading home, Lorraine advised me to check the posted schedule I have this month. "Go check your schedule, starting tomorrow, you'll be working without me supervising you". Then she bid goodbye and exited the theatre. I took my phone and took a photo of my schedule then immediately head back home. All day, the mail still lingers in my brain, hovering my mind this entire time. How dare him made that kind of threat.'Jess, I know you are in London now. By this time, I cannot do anything because of the restraining order that you pass in the court against me, not being able to visit my daughter. But I assure you, that I will do everything in my power to lift it so soon that you will regret this decision. I know I have made your life a little misera
Months have passed so fast that we already have to moved out from our hospital's accommodation to a place where Liz and I decided to live. It is a two bedroom apartment in the downtown, just a few minutes away from work. The place is great and not too shaby for both of us. We each have our own rooms and we have a bigger space where we can enjoy. A kitchen is a safe haven for me and suits my taste. Being able to survive this long in this new city has been a blessing for me. I am able to go through work without causing any trouble and being able to feel a little less than sober.My Althea is two years old now, and she is able to converse perfectly. She is very smart, talented and beautiful. Nick, on the other hand, miraculously vanished from the scene. Five months have passed and I never heard from him, he didn't even try to take Althea away which i am so grateful of. I think that Lord helped me to protect my family. Everyday, my daughter and I always bond over the phone.
As I reached home, I go directly to my room and changed my clothes. Washed my face and put on my night beauty regimen. Got to bed and immediately fall asleep. So deep that I entered my dream in a so vivid way. 'I was in the lobby scanning my notes from my sociology class, just reading important notes that I highlighted. Absentmindedly, I was looking at the group of friends from the opposite side of the building. They were talking so loud that made me so irritated. Then, I saw him---the man of my dreams. He was so handsome, the typical one that you'll easily fall in love with. Nick Richards. He's talking as if it is the end of the world. Then it becomes so blurry, like the fog is devouring him. A few more second and he was gone. Vanished from the scene'.Suddenly, I woke up from that dream. "what a weird dream". I kept on thinking what it was all about. Perhaps I just missed him. It has been so long since I haven't heard from him. And even so, we are still legally married.
"Jess? The court has decided to grant Nick the custody. He also filed for divorce", Atty. Gwen told me as she called me after my work. It is still in the middle of summer weather but I feel very cold all over my body. "Can we ask for motion for reconsideration, Gwen?", I asked her. "It is difficut Jess, specially you are not around here in Alberta. All of the rights are given to your husband". I am deeply wounded, hurt to my core. I couldn't believe that my precious daughter will be taken away from me. "What about child protection program? Nick is abusing prohibited drugs, can we make it as reason for consideration?" "I cannot guarantee that Jess, especially now that the court has given the final verdict". "What am I going to do?" "Ask for some time off from work and fly back here in Alberta Jess", she advised.I called home crying because of the news that Atty. Gwen informed me. My mother and father were both crying. Sobbing. All of us were shocked by the court's decision. I
I am in my deep thoughts while I am bording my flight. The flight attendant offered me a glass of cold water as she noticed my uncomfortable state. I was lost in a moment. I could not find a word to describe my feeling for today. It is as if I am walking towards uncertain things that I know I ended up losing. It's funny how I look back and easily remember how bewail I am with my current situation in life. During the flight, I am not at ease. I always thought about what would my shitty ex husband will do to my precious little one. The flight is not that long however I felt like it has been a century, sitting on this chair near the window, not hearing any words from home.I am thankful to Liz for pushing me in doing this without compromising the job that I left behind. After 2 hours, the plane has landed. Not a busy airport like London but it feels like hope. I grabbed my phone and gave Liz a call. One ring and she already answered, as if she was expecting a call from me