Chapter 4

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.

**

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.