Mother of the Bride - Chapter OneA Chapter by SM DavisUnexplained PhenomenonWhat is there to say about that which cannot be explained?
I sat there stunned in disbelief. I had written it off and had made peace with the fact that my identity had been forever changed, with no hope of returning to that which I once was. The tears had long ago dried and the forboding sense of doom had finally lifted. Emotion had finally taken its course and I was once again in a place where it just didn't matter. So I thought.
The words caught me up in a whirlwind of webs that had long been spun. "I'm sorry Mom for the way I've treated you, you deserve better. Please be at my wedding and reception. I need you." I thought for a moment that I had been snagged into a delusion. The words I longed for filled my eyes, my heart was beating in a rhythm so rapid I was certain that I died and was somehow stuck somewhere between heaven and hell. Limbo. I tried to blink but couldn't. I focused on the words again, and as I did my cat jumped in front of me and I wondered how she was able to stop in mid-air. I tried to blink again, and this time it was as though a steaming hot needle had somehow penetrated my tear ducts. The stinging was unbearable but as I moved to wipe my eyes I was paralyzed. I couldn't move. I wouldn't move. The fear that if I moved it would go away and the delusion would be verified kept me from doing anything. Breathing was a chore. My eyes were stinging and my lips quivered. Don't move, I thought to myself. Don't move, hold on to this moment. The words that were on my phone were what I'd spent the last six months convincing myself would never come. Had I somehow wanted them so badly that I tricked my brain into producing an illlusion?
Baby, my cat, landed in my lap with a thump that startled me so badly I fell out of my seat thudding onto the floor. That first breath filled my lungs so veraciously that it felt like I hadn't breathed in a year. Six months to be exact. I picked up my phone and the words...those words were still there. I called my husband to come into the room and asked him to look at my phone. I watched him like my life depended on his reaction...
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