She stares at the box.
The bright lights of Target wash the color out of the smiling babies, give an unhealthy glow to the happy pregnant women. She watches other women come and grab a box, their eyes shining with joy as they read the instructions (Seriously? Just pee on a stick. It's not rocket science)
But she knows the truth about her situation. She may be late but she isn't pregnant. It's basically an impossibility. But there is still this part of her that just wants to be sure....that just hopes....
As she stares at the box she is reminded of another box.
Pandora's box.
Pandora opened the box and let all the evils loose on the world. They said that Hope was in the box so the story had a happy ending.
In that moment she believes that Hope was the worst thing in that box.
She grabs the box with a sigh and goes on with her day.
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10 comments:
(((hugs)))
And maybe we can hope for you? Instead? So it's not *quite* as painful?
Sigh.
Get the hell out of my head. Seriously! You and I have similar problems (Except mine is an extreme, nonresponsive hormone issue). I went through the same traumatic experience over the weekend.
i love you. like, a lot. you know that right?
i'm hoping for you. <3
I am with LiLu... and not matter how it turns out, we love you!
*hugs*
By the way, you're a fantastic writer.
LiLu- That's actually a really sweet gesture. So thanks for that....
SFreese- Let us raise our wine glasses to the suckiness that are our traumatic experiences
rachel- I love ya lot's too babe <3
notahitchingpost- thanks hon!
Angela- *blushes* thanks, coming from you that means a lot
No fun at all. We haven't even started to try yet (need to get through school first) and this sort of thing terrifies me.
My thoughts are with you no matter what the outcome...
I know.
Probably doesn't help, but I wish I could have your baby and fix this, you know?
You will be in our thoughts and prayers.... and hopes too.
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