I opened my eyes, a thing I never thought that I would do again. I found myself lying face down on a soft but grainy surface.
'A beach?' I thought surprised. 'I'm alive? But how?'
Yes, how I was alive was the question that I needed answered as soon as possible.
'Wait a minute. If I'm alive, then…'
"Henry…!"
I pushed myself up as quickly as I could. I found that I was quite weak and immediately fell into a sitting position. I looked around myself trying to relax myself as much as I could. I found myself sitting on a long beach that was lined with a lush environment just a couple of feet away from the salty ocean waves. I looked out to sea, now calm as ever, trying to see anything besides the horizon. It was an unsuccessful mission; all I really accomplished was hurting my eyes with the sun's rays reflecting off of the ocean waves. I turned my head away from the ocean; with eyes closed and one hand over them, the other hand being used to balance myself as I turned. When I believed my eyes to have healed enough to see correctly again, I opened them and gasped. The scenery behind me was breath taking. The jungle covered a huge expanse behind me, including a mountain that was so high that it's summit was completely covered by clouds. Around this monster of a mountain were smaller and not as nearly significant mountains, but they were more like hills in comparison. I looked down off of the horizon and straight ahead into the jungle. The plants were so thick that I couldn't see the next tree if there had been one behind it. I looked toward my legs in front of me and started to cry. I cried for all that I have been through as of late, I cried for the miracle that I was still alive, and I cried because I knew that Henry didn't make it like I did. I knew from the bottom of my heart that Henry, my loving husband, my best friend, the only one that I had given myself to whole-heartedly, had died at sea.
'He promised me though.' I told myself, 'He promised me forever.'
I cried more in those small moments then I had in my entire recollection of my life. I just sat and cried out my heart for him. I poured out my heart for him on that beach.
After a couple of, what felt like, hours, I gathered up all of the energy and courage that I had and made my way over to the jungle. I was brave, not fearing plant nor animal, because I thought that I had nothing more to loose. Well, at the time I might of agreed with that statement, but little did I know that I had more to loose then any of the richest people in the world.