I
am not too sure the title was appropriate but at least I got you to read. :)
My
friend, Chieme, sent this to me yesterday and I thought it was really amazing
and I decided to share.
"I am constantly being dumbfounded by how labour pain brings two women from
different social ladder who have never met themselves before, together.
Few hours
ago, their mothers were both in labour pain. They both walked around together in
the labour room as though they have known themselves from Adam. They discussed
as they walked. I couldn't fathom the subject of their discussion, but it will
not be unrelated to their common enemy, which have made them friends,
"labour pain".
He arrived few minutes after her, and they were both
kept in the same crib as though they are twins. They cried together as the
nurses gave them injection.
They have just become part of this harsh,
unfriendly and difficult world.
I am tempted to feel sorry for them, and I wish
I could whisper to them to go back, but even though I were to do that, they
wouldn't listen to me.
I wish I could tell them about the ordeal I am currently
experiencing.
I wish I could tell them that whatever special care and attention
they will receive is momentary.
What will become of them, no one knows, but
God.
And I wonder if they will ever meet each other again.
Even though they do,
they will not know they cried together in the same crib.
And they will never
know I was one of those that lead their procession into this world. Life will
remain a mystery.
The above is my thought after we delivered two babies within
the interval of 15 minutes".
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