Dear Mother; I knew that it had to be that night. You didn't know
yet, but you were already a mother. You didn't know I was there,
that for me a new life was beginning. it would bea beautiful expirence
knowing that i would grow inside of you and if you would accept me
as your son.
The first month went well for me.I was so happy, I could hear your heart
beat. My little body was taking form. You still didn't know I was there.
You would know very soon. It was on the third month, when i finally felt
your hand and the caresses you gave me. You made me so happy.
You don't know how much I wanted to cry out and tell you, "yes mother
- I'm here. I am the fruit of your love. Give me life. You could not hear me.
What could I do? Suddenly a thought occurred to me, to let you know I
was there. Yes - a little kick. That would be my special language to
communicate with you.
I did give you a little kick. You felt it, you felt something inside of you was
moving. I felt you tremble with emotion. after that day I would always
communicate with you in my special language. i could feel it in your voice that
you were happy. I was growing more and more everyday.
I was a big boy now, compared to the tiny seed I had been in the beginning
and to know that you accepted me and took care of me. It was one night dear
mother, he still didn't know about me yet. Why didn't you tell him? Then I heard
you cry. Why did you cry? Were you not happy that I growing inside of you? I
could feel the convulsions of your cries..
I knew and understood that this was this was the beginning of something that
was going to end. I felt that you didn't want me, or loved me anymore. What did
that evil man tell you that changed you so much?
To be continued: