The Memories and Forgiveness
chapter 2
By Bubble19
Author Note: I would like to thank the person itzabits2006 for being the first person to motivate me to write another chapter and to be the first person to write a review. I appreciate it greatly.
Prologue-
Linda Morrison and her kids are listening to Captain Mike Kennedy make an amazing speech about Jack Morrison.
Captain Mike Kennedy: "Many people have asked me, why is it that a firefighter goes in to a burning building, while others are running out? Well Jack, your courage is the answer. I watched Jack Morrison grow into an amazing and excellent firefighter. He gave his life to others. He was the bravest of the brave..Now if we would please stand up for the life of Jack Morrison.""
All I could say was thank you. Thank you for everything Mike. Even Nicky and Katie were proud.
That afternoon Jack's coffin was rode on a fire truck around town. It was very sad, but I was so proud, so proud that...that my husband was who he was: Jack Morrison.
That night, after Nicky and Katie were put to bed, I slowly took out the picture album. I needed to remember happy memories. The first picture was of our wedding. I remember that day as if it were yesterday:
I was still working in the jewelry shop at the time. My friend and I went to the supermarket. We were in the vegetable section. I was even picking up a tomato, when I saw him. The man of my life. He was with his friend Dennis. They invited us to go to Looney's Pub for a drink that night. I asked him lots of questions. And then I remember when he told me about his necklace which I only remember one part. If it points up, then you belong to someone. That was when I knew. Knew that I belonged to him, and he to me.
After our wedding my favorite part was riding on a fire truck which said "Just Married." The wind blowing in my face, when he kissed me.
I shut the photo album. Tears were getting the pages wet. I held the album against my chest. I loved him so much. He loved us so much. Nicky and Katie loved him so much. Why did he have to die? Why? Why? Why?
I slowly opened up the album again to a different page. This time it had when Nicky was born. He was a beautiful baby. I could remember this day as clear as dust too:
I was very nervous about it. How would he react? We were all at Looney's Pub, when I didn't want to drink. And then one of the firemen asked why I didn't want too. He asked if I was pregnant. I froze. I gave a nervous smile at Jack. He looked at me. "Really?" he said. He jumped at least five feet high. He was so happy. He had double drinks. He was a father.
Nicky looked so cute, with blue eyes and a little blue vest on. I cried with joy that day. And then when Katie was born. She had a little problem getting out. She couldn't breath for a minute or so. Jack and I were extremely worried. We thought she was going to die. But she held on. Held on to life.
I slowly closed the photo album and put it back onto the shelf. I smiled through tears. I went to check on Nicky and Katie. They were both asleep. How blessed I was. I still had to move on. I still had my children. And they needed hope. I needed hope.
I looked outside the window. Wherever you are up there Jack, I will always love you. You are always deeply placed in my heart. And that is why I will never forget you. Because you were my husband, and you made me proud.