9/15/20
It is wings. When they sprouted from his back in an agonizing twitch, he ran to me crying in earnest, he chirped in fast unrecognizable octaves. I held him as close as I could, and he shook and sobbed. He was in pain for four hours. I kissed his forehead trying to soothe his pain, and I hummed to him. When it was over he had beautiful wings speckled with blood, glowing under the luminous moonlight. He fell asleep clutching my sweater.
9/20/20
I asked Jazis if he could fly, he told me, “Not yet mama.” His wings have grown bigger in the time span of five days, growing as fast as he is. It’s surreal that this beautiful creature is my son. I am proud and overwhelmed with love and adoration.
9/30/20
Jazis flew today. I feared he would leave me for the call of the forest. He did not.
10/3/20
I should write today.
10/20/20
Okay so a couple of days ago I fainted. When I woke up Jazis was over me with his hands placed on my cheeks and his wings fluttering behind him. He asked me if I was okay, I told him mommy was just tired. I don’t think I’m okay, but the doctors found nothing wrong.
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Mia's Coping Journal
Short StoryMy name is Mia Hernandez and I'm a thirty year old infertile woman. This journal's purpose is to provide emotional relief as well as helping me "cope" through my... situation. I'm coping, coping just fine actually. This is the introduction page and...
