Aubree's Pov
Jaden walked into the room and sat next to me.
"Are you feeling good today?" He asked me while putting a pot of forget-me-nots next to the bed.
"Thanks for the flowers, and yes I feel better today." I said with a toothy grin on my face.
"Well, I chose these flowers for you because you did not forget me." He said and we both chuckled.
"Anyway, your parents have come to meet you." He said while staring at me, while I felt heat rising in my cheeks. How could I face my parents? They must be very worried about me.
"I want to see them." I said and averted my eyesight towards the door.
"Fine, I'll bring them in" He said and kissed my forehead before heading out to bring them in the room
It was way too distracting to look at him. He made me feel the same way he used to back when we were friends. I hope it would not have changed in these past ten years that I had forgotten. But the way he was treating me right now was the way any person dreams to be treated by their husbands. He was way too sweet and nice.
I waited for him to come in with my parents. I sat up in my hospital bed and most of my bandages were removed now, so that was better because it meant that I would be able to leave for home soon enough.
Just that moment, Jaden came in with my parents.
My mom was staring at me with tears in her eyes, while I watched her coming towards me. She still looked the same, just a few wrinkles had increased on her face, and she had gained some weight, but the rest of her was all the same as I remember.
The debt between a child and her mother could never be repaid, like running a foot race against someone fifteen miles ahead of you. What hope did you have of catching up? It didn't matter how many Mother's Day cards you drew, how many cliches and vows of devotions you put inside them. You could tell her she was your favorite parent, wink like you were co-conspirators, fill her in on every trivial detail of your life. None of it was enough. It had taken me years to figure this out: you would never love your mother as much as she loved you. She had formed memories of you since you were a poppy seed in her belly. You didn't begin making your own memories until three, four, five years old? She'd had a running start. She had known you before you even existed. How could we compete with that? Mother’s love is infinite.
A child can’t outgrow it and a mother can’t conceal it.Then I looked at my dad, he looked at me as if he was satisfied with the knowledge that I was fine, and that was enough for him. Obviously, he would be hiding his feelings.
My mom sat next to me and hugged me tightly, as if I would run away from her embrace if she left me, and I could feel that my mom really missed me.
"I.. I thought I would lose you." She said and began to sob and kissed me.
"Mom I'm fine. Nothing happened." I said and hugged her back.
"Aubree my parents are also waiting to meet you, do you want me to bring them in?" He asked me.
I was so overwhelmed by meeting my parents after all this time that all I could do was nod along. So, he went and came in gain with his parents.
Then, turn by both of them hugged me and told me that they missed having me around them.
"Aubree, I know you have missed the past ten years of your life. But I promise that I will make it upto you." Jaden said and sat on my bed, while holding my hands, while our parents sat on the chairs near my bed.
"So, let us start from the beginning. Let us create a new life." Jaden said and my heart was filled with joy.
What the hell did I do to get such a sweet husband? Jaden was definitely perfect for me and I was jealous of the Aubree who lived with him for the past 10 years. I looked at him with tears filling my eyes, telling him that I was ready for us to start anew.
"So, this is my mom Anne, she works as an interior designer and you work as with her, in your new furm. And this is my dad, Michael, he owns the marketing firm I work in." He told me while they smiled at me.
"Hi Anne, hi Michael, I'm glad to meet you. I hope I would have met you at a proper place, but the situation is a bit different right now." I said and blushed at my stupid verbose nature. I always tend to speak the wrong things at the wrong time. They must hate me.
"Oh sweety! Trust me, we are so happy to finally see you awake. I'm so glad you are fine now." Anne spoke while her eyes too were full of tears now.
"I'm so glad you married her Jaden, keep her happy now." She said and stroked his hair lovingly.
"I will, this time for sure." Jaden said while admiring me.
"This makes me so happy to know that we married our daughter to the right person. We could never have found a better person than you." Dad said and made me smile, making me the happiest person on earth.
How could I not stay happy? Knowing that my parents had accepted Jaden as my husband. Isn't this what every girl wants to hear?
Then after chatting for a long while, our parents left us alone.
"I hope that went well." He asked me.
"Yes, I guess so." I said while keeping my head on his shoulder.
"We will go back home, very soon. And then everything will be alright." He said while kissing my forehead."I want to go home soon. But more than that, I wish my memory comes back soon." I said and he looked a bit worried.
"It doesn't matter, even if your memory does not come back. I will make it all up to you. I promise." He said and made me smile all over again.
"I love it when you smile with me." He said.
I admired him, and began to think, do I really deserve him?
The human body resonates at the same frequency as Mother Earth. So instead of only focusing on trying to save the earth, which operates in congruence to our vibrations, I think it is more important to be one with each other. If you really want to remedy the earth, we have to mend mankind. And to unite mankind, we heal the Earth. That is the only way. Mother Earth will exist with or without us. Yet if she is sick, it is because mankind is sick and separated. And if our vibrations are bad, she reacts to it, as do all living creatures.
It never dawned on us that life is unpredictable, that one day, one of us could suddenly cease to exist and what then? What would be the joy in having left so much unsaid? With what memories would we fill the empty silence?
I dreamed we were talking about Grandmother's life, and I said it was the angle at which a man or woman finally lies down. I suppose it is; and yet ... I thought when I began, and still think, that there was another angle in all those years when she was growing old and older and very old, and Grandfather was matching her year for year, a separate line that did not intersect with hers. They were vertical people, they lived by pride, and it is only by the ocular illusion of perspective that they can be said to have met. But he had not been dead two months when she lay down and died too, and that may indicate that at that absolute vanishing point they did intersect. They had intersected for years, for more than he especially would ever admit. I was still alive and with my family, and I was going to make everything okay, and would mke sure that I make up time to heal the wounds this unfortunate events had created in my life.
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Days were passing by quite slowly and with each day, my health was recovering. I felt better and even the doctors were happy with my progress. I began to eat healthy food, and I began to regain the strength I used to have. And though, I had become very thin now, it did not matter, because all that mattered to me was Jaden.
Ten years ago, when we became friends, I used to think about him as a boyfriend, not as a friend. His presence was all that mattered to me. But I had never thought about us. I knew it wasn't possible for us, but now he proved me wrong, he was definitely the right person for me.
He came to visit me everyday, and when he couldn't, Anne would be next to me. The forget-me-nots that he gifted me were now blooming vibrantly, while I was recovering from this illness.
And as each day passed by, the doctors finally decided that now I was ready to go back home. I would stilk have to come for regular checkups, but still, I wad happy that I would go home soon.
Aubree'sPov Three days later, I was ready to go back home. After tons of checkups, and millions of blood tests, I was now sitting in a black Mercedes, ready to go to the place where I was living with Jaden. It felt so good, that I would finally be leaving the place where I ended up mysteriously, even though all the staff was so good, but still living in a hospital is depressing on it's own, let alone when you have forgotten all the memories from the past ten years of your life. I hated it, like I did not even remember my wedding day, a day that I had been planning since I was just a little girl and when I used to watch fairy tales with my childhood friends and we used to dress each other in wedding dresses made of pillow covers and have fake weddings to each other, obviously it is strange that I remembered my childhood but not my youth. Neverthless, even though all my test reports came out to be good,
Aubree's Pov The next day when I woke up, I was welcomed with the sweet smell of pancakes. Do you wake up as I do, having forgotten what it is that hurts or where, until you move? There is a second of consciousness that is clean again. A second that is you, without memory or experience, the animal warm and waking into a brand new world. There is the sun dissolving the dark, and light as clear as music, filling the room where you sleep and the other rooms behind your eyes. Waking up begins with saying am and now. That which has awoken then lies for a while staring up at the ceiling and down into itself until it has recognized I, and therefrom deduced I am, I am now. Here comes next, and is at least negatively reassuring; because here, this morning, is where it has expected to find itself: what’s called at home. We awaken by asking the right questions. We awaken when we see knowledge being spread that goes against our own personal
Aubree's Pov *Then* (PS Then means we're talking about the past and now will be the present time) I did not have any idea that I would meet the guy on whom I spilled coke ever again, let alone that guy being my future husband, like how does the Universe work? But it seemed like the more I try to run from something, the more it comes to me. Well, whatever it was, the good stars, fate or luck, I met him again. The next day, I reached thecafeteria and was surprised to see that my best friend Laura was talking with a guy, the same guy on whom I spilled my coke. "And this is my best friendAubree." She gestured me while she made me feel so very uncomfortable. "And Aubree, this is my friend Jaden. We have the same economics class." She introduced him to me. "I remember you. We met yesterday at the cafeteria." Jaden
*Now* Aubree's Pov "Hello, I am Mary, I will help you with your physiotherapy sessions." A sweet nurse smiled at me and made me ready for the first session. She told me to do some neck exercises and some simple stretches, then we began with some breathing exercises. After a while, she began to ask me questions regarding my life. There are times when the mind is dealt such a blow it hides itself in insanity. While this may not seem beneficial, it is. There are times when reality is nothing but pain, and to escape that pain the mind must leave reality behind. Our lives are mere flashes of light in an infinitely empty universe. In 12 years of education the most important lesson I have learned is that what we see as “normal” living is truly a travesty of our potential. In a society so governed by superficiality, appearances, and petty economics, dreams are more real than anything anything in the
*Then* Aubree's Pov The day when I met Jaden at the party, I realised that we would have to hang out everytime, whenever Laurawould be with Nathan. After we left them alone in the room, we both went out towards the swimming area, and I felt too odd, with him. I felt as if I had a million things that I would love to say to him, but at the same time, I was worried that those things may not be a good topic to discuss, since we had just met. But more than that, I was worried. What if things did not work out between Nathan and Laura? She would blame me for that. "So Aubree, what are your hobbies?" Jaden asked me while he handed me a drink. "I love to dance, and I love to decorate, hence with the interior designing. What about you?" I asked him and he smiled. "I love to sleep." He stated and I began to laugh. "Who doesn
*Now* Aubree's Pov We cultivate love when we allow our most vulnerable and powerful selves to be deeply seen and known, and when we honor the spiritual connection that grows from that offering with trust, respect, kindness and affection.Love is not something we give or get; it is something that we nurture and grow, a connection that can only be cultivated between two people when it exists within each one of them – we can only love others as much as we love ourselves.Shame, blame, disrespect, betrayal, and the withholding of affection damage the roots from which love grows. Love can only survive these injuries if they are acknowledged, healed and rare. I think in the end, you would have stayed with me, out of obligation...or maybe comfort. Maybe I was safe to you, and you needed to feel that. I know how scared you get of the unknown. To you...I must be kind of a security blanket.
Aubree's PovThen"Hey Aubree! Glad that you came." Jaden greeted me as I got into his car and saw that Laura wasn't there. But she had promised to come."Where's Laura?" I asked him while he began to drive his car."She isn't coming. She's buzy with Mr. Cuteand his little winkie." Jaden said and we both began to laugh.In a way I was glad that Laura did not come. Today was our first dance class and Jaden had promised to take both me and Laura there. He too had enrolled for it. And now that Laura had not come, Iwas sure that he would partner up with me during the dance."Aubree you know how to dance. But what will a guy like me do there? Probably I will make a fool out of me and I could never be able to dance." Jaden said with a frown on his face.Oh no! I could not let him quit. What if he's not there? I absolutely love to dance, a
Aubree's PovNowIf I did not mention earlier, then I am again, Jaden's family was rich. The type of rich that they owned a personal beach house. And it was just a small one for him. But the view in front of me told a different story.In front of me stood a beach with green emerald coloured water crashing into the mountains as well as on the glittery sand. Out there at the corner, stood a three story beach house, made entirely of wood and the rest of the beach was full of sand covered with sea shells of all colours and umbrellas.People in the modern world are the most bored generation. They keep refreshing their Facebook, Instagram and Twitter pages to see if something interesting is happening. They would switch on their television sets every now and then with the hope to see some interesting content on it. I always hated that life, I wanted a quiet and happy life, something self-fulfilling and happy in