The seasons of life, through the losses and gains, translated…
Five years ago, I’d gone to the fertilities clinics, taken Chinese medicine to help my body out, and worked hard to get pregnant with my husband, and finally, I was, pregnant, I was so ecstatic that it’d felt like I’d won the lottery. It’s just, that the embryo didn’t show on the ultrasound for a long time, and, the OBGYN told me it was an ectoplasmic pregnancy, it’d sent me STRAIGHT to hell from heaven. And due to the complications, I’d needed to get my fallopian tube from one side removed with the embryo too, it’d made the trials of having a baby even harder now.
After I got out of the hospital, I’d cried day in and day out, one day, I’d received a call from my maternal grandfather who lived in the southern regions, he’d said two “Congratulations!” to me on the phones, turned out, that my family already told him the news, but, nobody guessed that the originally celebratory occasion had become tragic, in order to not make my grandfather who was ill then worry, I’d not told him of it, that was how this incident had, happened.
And, no matter how awful I’d felt, I can only, hold it all in, and faked my happiness, thanked my grandfather, treated it as an early congratulation, hoped, that I can get pregnant again soon. And, in no more than a month’s time after my grandfather called me, he’d, passed away, and what warmed me the most was, how, as my grandfather was overcome with illness, he’d still kept me in mind, and told my uncle to tell me not to feel sad about his death, and that I need to, keep my health up. One was a child whom I’d destined to lose, another, my most beloved maternal grandfather, losing them both made that, the hardest winter of my life.
Six months after my grandfather’s death, like a miracle, I got pregnant again, and, was lucky enough, to have a happy, bouncy baby. Seeing how cute and naïve my child’s face is, I’d often thought about the “congratulations” that my maternal grandfather had given me, and, the sorrows from my losses back then is now, replaced with this overflowing feeling of bliss, I’d wanted to ask my grandfather up in heaven, how are you, grandpa? I really miss you, and, when you have the time, come into our dreams, and visit me and your great grandson often!
So, it was, all in hindsight, that this woman appreciated her own maternal grandfather’s well wishes, and, at the time, she’d not appreciated his words because she was in the midst of feeling the loss of her pregnancy, and after years, she’d finally realized, that the blessings her maternal grandfather gave to her was valid.