Once In A Lifetime

A Big Surprise

Melissa's POV

We got back home and slowly got into a routine. The kids were getting better but I decided they should see a therapist to help them deal more with their grief. At least, to learn how to cope when they had bad days. Off and on I kept feeling sick and I worried I was getting some sort of bug. Cindy was at the house with me when my doorbell rang. I quickly answered to see Mila standing there. I smiled as I was surprised, "What are you doing here?"

"I wanted to see you and see how you and the boys were doing after everything." She said.

I stepped to the side to let her in. She walked in and I answered, "The boys seem to be coping. I know they miss their father but doing fairly well. And I am okay. Kinda got closure."

She looked at me in shock as her eyes widened. I realized that sounded so wrong. "NO! Not what I meant!" I quickly said. "I mean, he wrote me a letter, just in case. I got closure in that letter. Knowing everything would be okay."

She relaxed as I explained. She asked, "Are you busy?"

"Just Cindy is here as we are discussing details of her wedding. She wanted to postpone as what happened but I refused to let her. Took Lucas this long to propose, I will not let what happen to my family to allow an excuse to make them wait longer to tie the knot. Plus, I think it would be good have a little happiness." I told her. "You should join us and help. I know Cindy would love your input."

Mila's eyes lit up. "Oh my god, I'm in. Weddings are so exciting."

We walked into the kitchen where Cindy was waiting for me. She saw Mila and got excited. She stood up and quickly hugged her. "Mila, so good to see you again."

She pulled away and Mila said with a smile, "So, Lissa tells me you are planning your wedding?"

"Yes. I was here to get her opinions on some last minute touch ups." She said to Mila.

I then told Cindy, "I thought maybe Mila could help."

"That would be great!" Cindy was happy to have her opinion as well.

They went to sit down on the bar stools at the counter as I stood on the other side. She was looking at different center piece ideas and asked for our opinions. Mila was fully engaged. I, on the other hand, started not to feel good and couldn't focus. My stomach started to feel queasy as I stood there. I tried to push it aside as I tried to focus. But it got worse. Sudden I felt like I was going to puke. I rushed out of the room as the women looked at me in concern. I ran to the bathroom and got to the toilet. I puked in the toilet for a few moments. I hated that feeling. Afterwards, I was always shaky and sweating a lot. I stopped and sat up against the tub. I looked up to see Mila and Cindy standing in the doorway. Cindy seemed concerned but Mila seemed curious. I said to them, "I think I caught a bug or something."

Cindy stepped back. "I love you and all, Lissa. But I do not want to catch it."

Mila then asked, "How long have you been sick?"

"It just suddenly came on." I told her.

"No, not what I meant. How long have you been nausea and getting sick?" She asked.

I thought about it. Then it hit me, I felt sick off and on the day after Kevin's funeral. That was three weeks ago now. "About three weeks. It started the day after the funeral." I told her. Then I asked, "Do you think it is psychological? I mean, with everything that has happened, it is physically taking a toll on me?"

"It's a possiblity. But I do not think that is it." She said with a smile. Then asked, "When was the last time you got your period?"

I thought about it. "Um, well, they are almost non existent with the birth control I am on." Then it dawned on me what she was getting at as I quickly said, "There is no way that is it. I am on birth control."