The snowflakes fell gracefully on my desperate face, in which fear was hidden. Fear was like a driven beast in a forest that would soon be surrendered. No strength to fight, there was a dilemma, or chop off all the ends, or leave a small thread of hope, a valuable life. New cosmetics tickled his nose, I wanted to cry and laugh ...
An eerie silence, from which the whole body picks up, and pawns ears up to insanity. Again a long corridor, again waiting, again chaotic thoughts and in my head only one thing: "Hold on small, even more sensitive!". The expectation of a verdict is worse than the verdict itself. The nerves begin to pound their teeth, and the heart furiously. In the field of vision, Mom falls next to her, she causes pity before contraction of the heart and seizures. Looking closely, I understand that we are expecting a verdict together.
In the corrida, the movement begins, the doctor approaches in the distance, and the forces do not wait any longer, we jump up, I feel my body grow numb, I go away, I understand that I'm already licking, I do not hear the doctor's words, I feel the tears of joy flood my face, that we are all right. In my mind I read a thankful prayer. "Baby, you will live, my mother loves you, and we are strong."
Today in the first, we'll leave the car, we'll walk along the snow-covered streets, and breathe so pleasantly with frosty air, I'll mentally talk about how Mummy loves you, and how much we have plans ahead.
Snowflakes no longer burned their face, they pleased us, letting us know that we are not alone in this world
