A LIFE CUT SHORT

I don't think the definition of Joy is complete until you feel a life growing inside you.

There is this feeling, indescribable tingling in you, knowing you are about to make an impact.

That your life won't be vain–you've got something, or rather someone, to show for it.

From another perspective, there is no greater gift to a man other than his little self.

He'll love, adore, cherish and respect the one that he's giving and the one he is given.

You can always feel a stronger connection between a man and his expectant wife.

Now his life is significant and he has something, or rather someone, to live for.

Pardon me, I hate to spoil this moment but, what happens when the foetus's life gets cut short abruptly?

Like dew settling on Earth at dawn, darkness settles on the couple, blocking out the light they may have once possessed.

The aura around them becomes so dark and thick and cannot be cut through with a multi-million dollar sword.

Sadness, depression, anguish slowly creeps all over the victim, engulfing them, choking them till they can't breathe fresh, unpolluted air.

If you haven't been in this situation before, then you really can't relate.

Or let me ask, have you ever had a reason to smile? A reason to laugh? A reason to live? A secret to being immortal? 

Have you ever had a reason to never be forgotten? An impact, a source of joy; and then you watch it go, with you being as helpless as a newborn.

Writing about it is disturbing, 

Thinking about it is devastating enough.

Then what do I say to those in this shoe?

“The past can't be altered. It is now that counts. Take a deep breath, stand up and never stop moving forward.”

©Tianah O.O