Lost in my Memories

Lost in my Memories

“Mom, can I wear this” Princess, my four years old daughter asked

“Sure” I replied

I stared at Princess as she got herself ready for her Talent Hunt
But there it was.
The memory of all the travails I had been through.

Can it ever be forgotten?. 

In a twinkle of an eye, I am on memory lane, searching through for that memory that couldn’t be forgotten

“There is no way on earth I am going to be sipping this” I said  facing the old woman who just handed me a calabash of what she called German herbal tea

“Just a sip Naomi” Susan my best friend cajoled.

“Are you serious?” I asked with a surprised look.

Is she really my best friend?
Don’t get me wrong, she has been a good friend but times like this just make me wonder if she really is. She just asked me to take a sip of this German herbal tea.
No way, she must be joking.

“You need to do it. You know why we are here, don’t you” she said giving me a curious look.

I can’t possibly forget I have been barren for five years. Doctors appointment and fertility test here and there. All they are out to prove is how good my husband and I are. But the delay is something I don’t understand. For once I can undoubtedly say I know how it feels to be lonely.

My mother-in-law hasn’t been much of a help. In fact, she has been nothing but a pain in the ass.

I really want to have a child of my own. Seriously which woman won’t want to. But her complaint and threat is the main reason I am sitting here.

“Really!! Naomi, you know better than that” Susan said

I know you are scared but trust me you will be fine, just exercise a little faith” She continued

I was hesitant.
I kept reminding myself, “A leap of faith Naomi, just a leap of faith. Besides you have come to far to quit now”

With a disgusted look, I took a sip.

It was far worse than I thought.
At that moment, all I wanted to do was throw up.

The old woman looked at me and smiled.

“Mom! Mom!! we are running late” Princess’s voice jolted me back to reality.

What is the time baby? I asked.

“It is past three mom”  she said

“Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry darling, let’s go” I said.

Oh yes! The tea didn’t fail to do the magic.

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