***Author's Note*** Ok, I had a brain fizzle in the disclaimer when I said
I own nothing...I do, I own Hope! ::whacks head:: Wake up... okay then,
happing reading & reviewing! =D
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"Sing to me the song of the stars...of your galaxy dancing and laughing and laughing again...when it feels like my dreams are so far...sing to me of the plans..."
There she was in all her beauty, sitting in front of him, absolutely glowing...voice like an angel...suddenly a loud buzzing sound broke over her voice.
"...that you have..."
More buzzing...
What is that?! Landon thought angrily. He looked out towards the audience, but could see nothing...he looked back at Jamie, and she was...gone...faded away...
And in her place was a nightstand.
On top of the nightstand, an alarm clock was buzzing obnoxiously. It was 6:15 A.M. Landon was awake...it was a dream. Again.
"Oh, Lord," he muttered to himself, shutting off the alarm. Rolling onto his back, he rubbed his eyes and then threw down the covers, sat up, and got out of bed, then got his slippers on.
It was a little chilly, so he got his North Carolina Tarheels (I'm not a big sports watcher, so I hope I'm right with the name, lol) sweatshirt and pulled it on over his gray T-shirt that he wore with his green flannel pants. He got his reading glasses from the nightstand and started downstairs.
Every morning he got up early to make coffee, read the paper and then shower before getting Hope up and ready for school. If he needed his mother's assistance, of course, he would call her. He started brewing some coffee and got the paper from the porch - thank goodness they had an overhanging part of the roof above it so it wouldn't be soaked and soppy. He brought it inside, read weather news for the next week, got himself a cup of coffee and read a little more before going to take a shower.
When he was finished, he got dressed in a nicely pressed blue button-up shirt and jeans. It was about 7:00 now, so he went into Hope's bedroom to wake her up.
"Rise and shine, Princess."
Hope rolled over and opened her eyes. "Mmm," she muttered, sounding exactly like Jamie when she did it. "'Kay."
Landon leaned down and kissed her on the head. "Sleep well?"
"Yeah."
"Dream well?"
"Yeah." She sat up now, a smile replicating her mother's blossoming on her face. "Guess what I dreamed about?"
Landon sat down on her bedside and took her hand in his. "What?" he asked, the same way he'd said it in reply to Jamie's "You know what I figured out today?" that day in the hospital room.
"You, me, and Mommy."
"Really?"
"Yeah. And guess what else? Mommy wasn't even sick. I asked her why she wasn't sick and she said, 'God doesn't want me to be sick.'" She paused, almost thoughtfully, as Landon looked down at the rose print on her comforter, a sad smile on his face.
"I wish I could be in heaven with her sometimes."
Landon looked up, slightly alarmed, but keeping control of his emotions. "Well, sweetheart... I like you right here with me. And I think Mommy does too. She wants you to grow up and become a big, strong girl and do whatever you want to do...be a teacher or a doctor or a dancer or whatever else. Okay?" He ran his thumb affectionately across her cheek, and she smiled at him. "Okay," she said softly.
Landon looked into her eyes with a smile on his face. Gosh, you look like her, he thought.
"Well...let's get up and get ready now, okay?"
"Okay." Hope hopped out of bed and stretched. Landon ran a quick bath for her, and when she was finished, he dried her off, got her dressed in a pink Old Navy T-shirt and a jean skort (and no I did not misspell it, lol...skort as in skirt/shorts...ya know?) hair and brushed it out nicely. By her kind and patient instructions of how she wanted it, he brushed back two sections of hair on her head and clipped them with small pink heart clips. "There," he proclaimed. "You look beautiful."
After a breakfast of Cheerios and orange juice, Hope brushed her teeth while Landon stood in the doorway and watched her with a smile. Then she got her bookbag and Landon took her out to the SUV to drive her to school, Beaufort Elementary, where she was in kindergarten. When he dropped her off, he gave her a kiss and said "I love you," something he was sure to do every day whenever he had the chance. "I love you, too, Daddy," she said as she climbed out. She waved goodbye and then hurried up the sidewalk to the schoolyard. As Landon watched her go, he smiled to himself. Someone so much like Jamie whom I can see every day and love just as much... now that's a miracle. The things God gives us...
As he pulled away, what he did not consider was what God sometimes did also - threw in curveballs to present obstacles in life. He just didn't think about something like that happening to him.
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TBC! I guess you could call this somewhat of a cliffhanger! So, what are you thinkin' of it? Love? Hate? In between? Let me know!! Sorry if this chapter seemed to drag on, but just be patient!
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"Sing to me the song of the stars...of your galaxy dancing and laughing and laughing again...when it feels like my dreams are so far...sing to me of the plans..."
There she was in all her beauty, sitting in front of him, absolutely glowing...voice like an angel...suddenly a loud buzzing sound broke over her voice.
"...that you have..."
More buzzing...
What is that?! Landon thought angrily. He looked out towards the audience, but could see nothing...he looked back at Jamie, and she was...gone...faded away...
And in her place was a nightstand.
On top of the nightstand, an alarm clock was buzzing obnoxiously. It was 6:15 A.M. Landon was awake...it was a dream. Again.
"Oh, Lord," he muttered to himself, shutting off the alarm. Rolling onto his back, he rubbed his eyes and then threw down the covers, sat up, and got out of bed, then got his slippers on.
It was a little chilly, so he got his North Carolina Tarheels (I'm not a big sports watcher, so I hope I'm right with the name, lol) sweatshirt and pulled it on over his gray T-shirt that he wore with his green flannel pants. He got his reading glasses from the nightstand and started downstairs.
Every morning he got up early to make coffee, read the paper and then shower before getting Hope up and ready for school. If he needed his mother's assistance, of course, he would call her. He started brewing some coffee and got the paper from the porch - thank goodness they had an overhanging part of the roof above it so it wouldn't be soaked and soppy. He brought it inside, read weather news for the next week, got himself a cup of coffee and read a little more before going to take a shower.
When he was finished, he got dressed in a nicely pressed blue button-up shirt and jeans. It was about 7:00 now, so he went into Hope's bedroom to wake her up.
"Rise and shine, Princess."
Hope rolled over and opened her eyes. "Mmm," she muttered, sounding exactly like Jamie when she did it. "'Kay."
Landon leaned down and kissed her on the head. "Sleep well?"
"Yeah."
"Dream well?"
"Yeah." She sat up now, a smile replicating her mother's blossoming on her face. "Guess what I dreamed about?"
Landon sat down on her bedside and took her hand in his. "What?" he asked, the same way he'd said it in reply to Jamie's "You know what I figured out today?" that day in the hospital room.
"You, me, and Mommy."
"Really?"
"Yeah. And guess what else? Mommy wasn't even sick. I asked her why she wasn't sick and she said, 'God doesn't want me to be sick.'" She paused, almost thoughtfully, as Landon looked down at the rose print on her comforter, a sad smile on his face.
"I wish I could be in heaven with her sometimes."
Landon looked up, slightly alarmed, but keeping control of his emotions. "Well, sweetheart... I like you right here with me. And I think Mommy does too. She wants you to grow up and become a big, strong girl and do whatever you want to do...be a teacher or a doctor or a dancer or whatever else. Okay?" He ran his thumb affectionately across her cheek, and she smiled at him. "Okay," she said softly.
Landon looked into her eyes with a smile on his face. Gosh, you look like her, he thought.
"Well...let's get up and get ready now, okay?"
"Okay." Hope hopped out of bed and stretched. Landon ran a quick bath for her, and when she was finished, he dried her off, got her dressed in a pink Old Navy T-shirt and a jean skort (and no I did not misspell it, lol...skort as in skirt/shorts...ya know?) hair and brushed it out nicely. By her kind and patient instructions of how she wanted it, he brushed back two sections of hair on her head and clipped them with small pink heart clips. "There," he proclaimed. "You look beautiful."
After a breakfast of Cheerios and orange juice, Hope brushed her teeth while Landon stood in the doorway and watched her with a smile. Then she got her bookbag and Landon took her out to the SUV to drive her to school, Beaufort Elementary, where she was in kindergarten. When he dropped her off, he gave her a kiss and said "I love you," something he was sure to do every day whenever he had the chance. "I love you, too, Daddy," she said as she climbed out. She waved goodbye and then hurried up the sidewalk to the schoolyard. As Landon watched her go, he smiled to himself. Someone so much like Jamie whom I can see every day and love just as much... now that's a miracle. The things God gives us...
As he pulled away, what he did not consider was what God sometimes did also - threw in curveballs to present obstacles in life. He just didn't think about something like that happening to him.
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TBC! I guess you could call this somewhat of a cliffhanger! So, what are you thinkin' of it? Love? Hate? In between? Let me know!! Sorry if this chapter seemed to drag on, but just be patient!
