appointment. As we walked down the hall, Brent by my side, I couldn’t look at anything other than the pictures in my hand.
Brent wrapped his arm around my shoulder.
“That was…surreal,” he said.
“It’s our baby.” I smiled at him, unable to hold back the joy, bubbling inside.
“It sure is.”
~Present~
Sniffing, I run my finger along the bottom of my eye. Seeing our baby for the first time was a feeling I will never forget. Even now, my heart longs to have that time back. I could tell that Brent was ready to become a father, or at least really wanted to be one to our baby, and I knew that we had made the right decision. He wanted the child as much as I did and he loved me in a way I never knew he could. I didn’t know anyone could ever be loved like that.
~Past~
Brent hesitated, searching for the answer to a question he wasn’t asking. Then suddenly he stood up off of his dorm room bed, raising me with him. Holding both of my hands he lowered down on to one knee, never taking his eyes from mine.
My heart began to beat in a rapid staccato when I realized what was happening. This was that moment that a couple remembered forever. This was our moment.
“Ruby Anne Miller,” Brent said in earnest. “The first time I saw you, you took my breath away, made my heart skip a beat, and I had to know you. It was like you drew me to you for reasons I couldn’t comprehend.” He smiled. “You just make me so happy. You challenge me, keep me in check and make me a better person. I’m always my best when I’m with you. I need you in my life forever and longer.” He released my right hand and clasped my left with both of his. “I don’t have a ring to give you, but please know that you have my heart. Will you marry me?”
His words speared right into me and I was blissfully gutted. I tried to hold back the tears, but it was no use. They slid down both of my cheeks, leaving their salty residue on the corners of my mouth.
“Yes!” I burbled. “Of course, I’ll marry you.”
Dropping to my knees, I joined him on the floor where we kissed so openly and passionately, there was no way we could get physically closer to one another.
Gasping, I pulled back to hold his face in my hands. All I wanted to do was take in the man who had just poured his soul to me.
“I love you,” I whispered.
“I love you, too.”
~Present~
We had a life we were making for ourselves. It wasn’t the one we had planned, but it was one we wanted together. That was all that mattered at the time.
Placing the ultrasound picture back into the envelope, I pull out the very last image of Brent and I ever taken together. We were planning to go back to our hometown that very weekend to tell his parents and my family about the baby. I was nearly sixteen weeks pregnant and just starting to get a baby bump, so we knew we couldn’t hide it any longer.
We had made all the plans necessary as well in preparation for having a child. I had talked with financial aid and the department about taking a hiatus. Brent was going to get a student loan and we were going to be married at the end of the school year. We planned to move into couples housing. It was a hard road ahead but we were going to make it work.
The picture in my hand is a self-portrait taken by Brent. He’s kneeling down on the ground, holding my shirt up with his lips pressed to my slightly bulging stomach. It was such a little bump, but we were fascinated by it all.
Who would have ever known this would be our only family portrait?
~Past~
Feeling pressure on my abdomen, I set my glass on the desk and hurried down the hall to the bathroom. I was always going to the bathroom. It was like this little person wanted me to own stock in toilet paper.
Pulling down my pants, I took a seat on the toilet.
Everything stood still.
My panties were streaked with fresh red blood. Fear took hold as I wiped myself only to find more crimson on the toilet
Brent wrapped his arm around my shoulder.
“That was…surreal,” he said.
“It’s our baby.” I smiled at him, unable to hold back the joy, bubbling inside.
“It sure is.”
~Present~
Sniffing, I run my finger along the bottom of my eye. Seeing our baby for the first time was a feeling I will never forget. Even now, my heart longs to have that time back. I could tell that Brent was ready to become a father, or at least really wanted to be one to our baby, and I knew that we had made the right decision. He wanted the child as much as I did and he loved me in a way I never knew he could. I didn’t know anyone could ever be loved like that.
~Past~
Brent hesitated, searching for the answer to a question he wasn’t asking. Then suddenly he stood up off of his dorm room bed, raising me with him. Holding both of my hands he lowered down on to one knee, never taking his eyes from mine.
My heart began to beat in a rapid staccato when I realized what was happening. This was that moment that a couple remembered forever. This was our moment.
“Ruby Anne Miller,” Brent said in earnest. “The first time I saw you, you took my breath away, made my heart skip a beat, and I had to know you. It was like you drew me to you for reasons I couldn’t comprehend.” He smiled. “You just make me so happy. You challenge me, keep me in check and make me a better person. I’m always my best when I’m with you. I need you in my life forever and longer.” He released my right hand and clasped my left with both of his. “I don’t have a ring to give you, but please know that you have my heart. Will you marry me?”
His words speared right into me and I was blissfully gutted. I tried to hold back the tears, but it was no use. They slid down both of my cheeks, leaving their salty residue on the corners of my mouth.
“Yes!” I burbled. “Of course, I’ll marry you.”
Dropping to my knees, I joined him on the floor where we kissed so openly and passionately, there was no way we could get physically closer to one another.
Gasping, I pulled back to hold his face in my hands. All I wanted to do was take in the man who had just poured his soul to me.
“I love you,” I whispered.
“I love you, too.”
~Present~
We had a life we were making for ourselves. It wasn’t the one we had planned, but it was one we wanted together. That was all that mattered at the time.
Placing the ultrasound picture back into the envelope, I pull out the very last image of Brent and I ever taken together. We were planning to go back to our hometown that very weekend to tell his parents and my family about the baby. I was nearly sixteen weeks pregnant and just starting to get a baby bump, so we knew we couldn’t hide it any longer.
We had made all the plans necessary as well in preparation for having a child. I had talked with financial aid and the department about taking a hiatus. Brent was going to get a student loan and we were going to be married at the end of the school year. We planned to move into couples housing. It was a hard road ahead but we were going to make it work.
The picture in my hand is a self-portrait taken by Brent. He’s kneeling down on the ground, holding my shirt up with his lips pressed to my slightly bulging stomach. It was such a little bump, but we were fascinated by it all.
Who would have ever known this would be our only family portrait?
~Past~
Feeling pressure on my abdomen, I set my glass on the desk and hurried down the hall to the bathroom. I was always going to the bathroom. It was like this little person wanted me to own stock in toilet paper.
Pulling down my pants, I took a seat on the toilet.
Everything stood still.
My panties were streaked with fresh red blood. Fear took hold as I wiped myself only to find more crimson on the toilet
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