Heaven Knows

Forty Three

I'm so scared my mother might show up out of nowhere. But it's got me to think what I'd say to her. What would she say to me?

Whatever the matter, I distract those scary thoughts with one of the busiest weeks of my career.

Thanksgiving is an event in itself. Big families require big space and a large party. Like every year, we each get a family to work with. We even have to put a limited amount of families on the board so we can take Thanksgiving Day off.

My family has been the hardest one yet. I can't seem to decide what to do and Anna keeps furrowing her brows when they change their minds last minute in the store. I just wave my hand so she can relax, and give her some of the small snacks I ate at the moment.

Tyler is also back in chemo for only a few days until Thanksgiving. Once again, despite the pain, he still smiles and it makes my days much better. Or maybe we are just excited because next week we get to know the gender of our baby.

But I've been feeling weird bubbles in my abdomen lately. Dry fruit does that since I snack a lot, but I know these are different bubbles.

I decide to ask Gail one day during work but she was so packed, I was afraid of stepping in.

But the day before getting our Thanksgiving day off, something wonderful happened.

I was stretching out my leg at a store when a painful cramp started to bug me. Anna was with our clients as I went for a quick bathroom break. Then I suddenly hear a familiar squeal.

I thought to myself, "What did Anna do this time?"

But I saw Anna run up to me with the phone in hand and a happy smile. No. I've never seen this kind of happiness on her sweet face as she gave me a tight hug.

"Woah!" I said with a scoff. "Where are our clients? Did they ditch us again?"

Anna's eyes now carried tears as she said, "You were right! Your faith was so powerful, Tessa! I can feel it! God heard my prayers!"

I scoffed. "Okay. What's going on?"

"I'm pregnant."

I was in shock. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I watched her jump with joy and give me another tight hug. My shocked mind just made me say, "Congratulations, Anna."

That night as I lay in bed with exhaustion, I told Tyler about it. He was reading his Bible and his eyes shined at my story.

"There is a story in the Bible like Anna's. In fact, her name was Anna, too."

"Really?"

I've never been as intrigued as I was at that moment to listen to a story from the Bible. So I scoot closer to him under the blankets to lay my head on his chest as I usually do. His hand tenderly found my belly and it warmly stayed there as he read aloud.

That time, I did not fall asleep in the middle of the story and I was left wondering more of this god that answered both Annas. The same god that gave Tyler his sickness. But the same god that put our little person in me.

I was left confused and I still thought of it as I did our small Thanksgiving dinner. We left several messages to Mr. Blue, but he did not respond. So I'm making enough for him just in case.

But the thought of God slowly subsided at the delicious smells of turkey being made. I've never been as excited to eat turkey in my life.

I follow the sound of soft guitar playing in the study room. I smile at the sight of Tyler sitting at my desk with bare back on me.

"Hey there," I playfully say as I lean on the doorframe. "I see that you're shirtless."

Tyler turns in his chair and his eyes shine playfully as he says, "And I see that you're braless."