Sept. 5, 2009 about 1:30 a.m. many lives were changed. A miracle took place on the corner of Walker and Peachy Streets. Most involved don't even know, others have no idea of the part they played. I still can't quit crying. Thank you and I love you all.
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There have been four big moments in my life that gave me the kind of happiness that no words can express. The first was the day I got engaged, the second was the day I married the love of my life. The day I found out I was pregnant and the day I gave birth to the only child I would ever be able to have.
Fourteen years later came the darkest days. The day I learned about he monsters in the hole, the monsters that stole my baby. The day my son put me 2nd behind evil. The day my world crumpled from underneath me and I thought the fall would never end.
Through the dark time I found the strength to fight for my son, the bond between mother and child is not something that can be broken or given up on. Some said I was crazy, others stupid. Then there were those who even called me criminal. Some of my own family told me to give up, I was wasting my time. I would not give up on him, that is impossible.
Two years is a long time to fight. I was drowning in exhaustion and stress beyond belief. I risked my job and my marriage but giving up is not part of my vocabulary. You never quit on your loved ones, your child. Through this battle I met a handful of people that believed in my fight, believed in my son. People that stood by me and some to fight with me, for him.
Jake had jumped down a deep hole, a hole that led to excitement, friends to bond strongly with, friends he thought he would have for life. Friends I knew that would lead him to his death. Jake only saw the security of a group that would protect him, that cared for him. He kept going down the hole, I was hanging over the edge, calling out, reaching out for him. My voice went hoarse and my arms went numb, but I never left my post.,
Once in a while Jake would look up, and I would see my baby, then the dark would suck him back down. Sometimes he started back up but just before he could reach my hand he was pulled back down by his ankles by the evil that lurked in the bottom. Every time he got close to me he fell down the hole even further than the last time.
Jake got tired, as tired as me probably. He found a ledge about halfway down and stopped to rest, he fell asleep for a very long time, he dreamed. In his dream he saw what was really at the end of that hole... evil, violence, death, destruction. He could also see the light above and feel the warmth of unconditional love that never left him. He stayed on that ledge a long time, caring so much about the people above and below, he didn't want to hurt anybody.
Then he realized he had to make a choice,not for those above or below, but for himself. He woke with a new strength and amazing energy. He started climbing up out of the hole. It was a long hard climb, much hard to climb up hill when tired, then slide down full of energy. Every now and then he slipped a bit but he never quit trying to climb back up, did not give up. I stayed guard over that hole, waiting patiently, reaching out so he could see my hand was there when he was ready to take it.
Then I fell asleep, just for a short time, I didn't mean to but I was beaten down, wore out. I couldn't see him anymore, panic set in. I was so scared that because I fell asleep he thought I gave up, I yelled, cried, stared into the darkness trying to see him. He was gone. I thought my world was over.
Behind me I heard something familiar but out of place, it was my son's voice. I heard him “mom, I love you better”. He was not in the hole, he was beside me with tears in his eyes and a smile on his face I had not seen in a very long time, his eyes alive and arms open. I got the best hug of my life, we didn't let go for a very long time. I am not tired anymore. The monsters said they don't want him anymore. They said for him to stay out of their hole, and they will stay out of our light. One little monster heard this and was sad, he didn't want to be without Jake but the big monsters said that the only way to be with Jake was to leave them also. I heard a sound, turned, and there was one more young boy coming out of the hole, squinting in the light. This boy had been down the hole much deeper and longer than Jake. The sun is hurting his eyes and burning his skin, he has been out of it for so long. But he likes it.
My son found his life and helped somebody else find theirs. Just when you think there is no good that can come of something, you get a surprise.
Amazing. I want to illustrate it just as you wrote it.
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