Step outside my minds eyes,
For a minute
And I look over me
Like a doctor looking for disease,
Or something that could ease the pain
But nothing cures the hurt you,
You bring on by yourself
Just remembering, just remembering,
How we were.
"How will I survive?" Jo asked the person who was unfortunate enough to be waiting outside her hospital room just at that time.
The person glanced in and walked in the door.
"Whatever do you mean?" asked the person inquisitively.
Jo was a bit hesitant to talk to this random person, but it didn't really seem to matter to her. The person walked in of their own free will, so they obviously had nothing better to do.
"I mean" Jo sighed, "How will I survive? I have a kid growing inside of me and no father around."
"I dunno honey. It seems an awful lot for someone to have to deal with. I guess the most important thing anyone ever said to me was that if you believe that you can do it you can do it." She said.
After answering, she pondered the answer for a while and then came out with it "You don't need the father here in body, as long as he is here in spirit, and you raise that kid like he would have expected. You do the best you can to let that little child know what their father was like, and how much you loved him. You never forget about him, and neither will the child, even if they haven't met him. You raise that child the best that you can and no one will ever look down upon you for that"
Jo thought for a while, then the answer seemed to finally kick into her system, and she looked happy again. She contemplated what life would be like for her and her little being in the world without PJ.
The child would not know who their daddy is. They would never meet him, and the most important man in their life could never hold them. He could never tuck them in at night or watch them sleeping innocently in the morning before their alarm clock woke them up.
But all of that didn't really matter to Jo any more, because she had someone important in her life now. She would have a kid to raise as her's and PJ's, even if PJ wasn't there and the child never met him.
The important thing, she decided for herself, was that she had the child and loved it all the same. No matter what was going on, in her work, her personal or private life, she would love that child and cherish it and never hurt it.
Because their love for each other would always last. The unborn child, the child that was growing inside her stomach right at this moment would serve as a lasting reminder of what they had together and the love they only knew for each other.