Chapitre 26: Finding Light in the Shadows
The next few days felt like an emotional rollercoaster for Lena. Each morning, she woke up with the weight of her mother's condition pressing down on her chest, and each evening she returned home with the desire to escape the reality that surrounded her. Despite the heartache, Sophie remained a steadfast presence, reminding Lena that she was not alone in this journey.
One afternoon, while Lena was sitting at her mother's bedside, a nurse entered the room with a warm smile. "Hello, Lena! How are you and your mom doing today?"
"We're hanging in there," Lena replied, her voice steady despite the turmoil within her. She looked over at her mother, who was resting peacefully, her chest rising and falling rhythmically.
The nurse checked the monitors and adjusted her mother's IV. "She's doing well right now. If you need anything, don't hesitate to ask."
After the nurse left, Lena turned her attention back to her mother. "Mom, I want you to know that we're here for you, no matter what happens."
Her mother's eyes fluttered open, and she offered a soft smile. "Thank you, Lena. I'm grateful for every moment we have together."
"Can I read to you?" Lena asked, eager to keep the connection alive. Her mother nodded, and Lena picked up a book from the bedside table, one they had read together many times before.
As Lena began to read, her voice steady and soft, she could see her mother relax further into the pillows. The familiar words created a cocoon of comfort, and for a while, the outside world faded away.
After a few chapters, Lena set the book down. "How are you feeling, really?" she asked, needing to know more than just surface-level reassurance.
"I'm okay," her mother said, her tone light. "Just tired, but that's to be expected. I love listening to you read. It makes me feel at peace."
Lena nodded, holding back tears. "I love reading to you. It feels like old times."
Her mother's gaze softened. "You've grown into such a strong, beautiful woman. I'm proud of you, Lena. You're going to do amazing things in this world."
"I just want you to be there to see them," Lena whispered, her heart aching with longing.
"I will be there in spirit, guiding you every step of the way. Remember that love never truly leaves us," her mother said, her voice filled with warmth and wisdom.
After their visit, Lena returned home, feeling both comforted and hollow. Sophie was waiting for her in the living room, a worried expression on her face. "How was she?" she asked, immediately sensing Lena's mood.
"She's tired but in good spirits," Lena replied, sitting down beside Sophie. "I read to her for a while. I think it helped."
"I'm glad," Sophie said, wrapping an arm around Lena's shoulders. "You're doing everything you can to be there for her."
Lena leaned into Sophie's embrace, finding solace in her presence. "It just feels so unfair. I wish things were different."
"I know. It's okay to feel that way. You're going through something incredibly hard," Sophie reassured her. "Have you thought about what you want to do this weekend? Maybe plan something special?"
Lena considered this for a moment. "We could have a family game night or watch some of our favorite movies together. Just something to keep the mood light."
Sophie smiled. "That sounds perfect. Let's make it a fun night filled with laughter."
As the weekend approached, Lena felt a mixture of excitement and apprehension. She wanted to create a joyful atmosphere, but she also knew that laughter would be tinged with the bittersweet reality of their situation.
When Saturday arrived, Lena prepared snacks and set up the living room with blankets and pillows, creating a cozy space for their movie night. Her mother arrived home from the hospital, and Lena felt a rush of joy at seeing her smile, even if it was faint.
They settled on the couch, Lena sandwiched between her parents, while Sophie sat across from them. As the first movie began, Lena tried to focus on the screen, but her mind wandered, filled with worry and unspoken fears.
During a particularly funny scene, her father let out a hearty laugh, and Lena couldn't help but join in. The sound echoed around the room, wrapping them in a moment of warmth. Her mother's eyes sparkled, and for that brief moment, the heaviness of their situation faded away.
But as the credits rolled, Lena noticed her mother's expression shift. "Can we talk for a moment?" her mother asked, her voice quiet.
"Of course," Lena said, glancing at Sophie before following her mother into the kitchen.
Once inside, her mother leaned against the counter, her gaze serious. "I want to talk about the future—about planning for what comes next."
Lena's heart sank. "Mom, I don't want to think about that right now. Can't we just focus on being together?"
"I know, sweetheart, but it's important. I want to make sure you're taken care of when I'm gone," her mother said gently. "We need to talk about my wishes and what I want for you and your dad."
Tears threatened to spill from Lena's eyes, but she blinked them back. "I don't want to lose you. It feels too real when we talk about this."
"I understand," her mother said, reaching out to squeeze Lena's hand. "But I want you to be prepared. I need to know that you'll be okay, that you'll have support."
Lena nodded, swallowing hard. "What do you want me to do?"
"I have some things I need to take care of, arrangements I want to make. But I also want you to know that it's okay to grieve, and it's okay to seek help. You don't have to go through this alone," her mother said, her voice filled with compassion.
"I won't be alone," Lena promised, her heart heavy but resolute. "I have Sophie, and I'll lean on Dad too."
"Good," her mother replied, her eyes glistening with tears. "I love you, Lena, more than you can imagine. No matter what happens, remember that."
As they stood together in the kitchen, Lena felt a sense of resolve wash over her. She wouldn't let fear dictate their time together. Instead, she would cherish each moment and honor her mother's wishes with strength and love.
Later that evening, as they returned to the living room, Lena took a deep breath, steeling herself. She joined Sophie on the couch, feeling a renewed sense of purpose. "I want to make the most of this time," she declared, looking at her family.
"Then let's keep the laughter going," Sophie suggested, a smile breaking through the tension.
And so they did. They continued the movie marathon, allowing laughter and love to fill the spaces left by fear and uncertainty. Each chuckle and shared glance served as a reminder of their bond, a light piercing through the shadows that threatened to overwhelm them.
As the night wore on, Lena felt grateful for the love that surrounded her, knowing that no matter what lay ahead, they would face it together.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
-- Power
stone