Marty caresses the beautiful idea as it materializes. There will never be a more gentle touch. This is as good as it gets on Earth. True innocence! Unmolested. No trace of devaluation. Identity intact. Without questions. No concerns about being loved. Where do I belong? What is my purpose? Why am I here? Just the unfurling of the sail, as the wind blows all around. Time and space are filled with, I want you!
Leelee is getting concerned. Every morning she doesn’t feel well. She gets better as the day goes on but the mornings are rough. She’s yet to consider being pregnant. With Alex gone to work already, she thinks of several things she needs to do. Hesitant to leave the couch she sits idol. The phone rings. She’s glad she brought the phone with her to the couch. Not knowing if she can talk, she hesitates to answer. Caller ID shows it’s her mom calling. Hi, mom. Hi, Leelee. How are you? I don’t feel well, again. Mom says, Honey, do you think you might be pregnant?
Leelee is silent. After a few moments her mom says, Leelee, are you there? What if I am pregnant, mom? Don’t you want to be? Mom doesn’t know Alex isn’t ready to have a baby. Yes, I do. But Alex wants to wait! Well, he might not have a choice, mom retorts. I’m going to be sick, mom. I’ll call you back. With a toss of the phone, Leelee rushes to the bathroom.
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She regurgitates. Her whole body is involved. Marty whispers instructions. It’s okay. Everything is fine. Knowing this is the first experience of turbulence he reassures the new forming life. You’re being announced, that’s all. Your mama is now aware that you’re here. Peace, Little One, peace! Still wrapped around the commode, she rests her head on her arm. She waits for her body to tell her she can get up. She also wants to savor the moment. She’s now certain, this is morning sickness. She’s ecstatic. Her minds spins to how Alex will react.
Things aren’t going well at work. Alex is young and ambitious. He’d been hired into a position that someone thought they should have been given. Alex’s first key assignment is being threatened with failure. The man he was promoted over is on his team. He just informed Alex he would not complete his task on time. Alex had been given sixty days to prepare his presentation. He’s down to six hours. Just yesterday he verified that everything is on track. He wonders if he is being sabotaged.
Leelee goes into the office to grab the calendar. Counting the days she realizes the possibility makes sense. She picks up the phone and calls her mother. Mom! Mom! I’m late. I think I might be, pregnant. It’s music to mom’s ears. She’s looking forward to being a grandmother. Let’s not get ahead of ourselves, she cautions Leelee. Make a doctors appointment and find out for sure. I will, mom.
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by Bill Branson
Concerned about what Leelee said about Alex, mom asks, can you tell me what Alex said about waiting? I’m so afraid Alex is going to be upset, mom. He feels like we need time, to get our finances in better shape, before we start a family. Did he say anything else? Do you think he’s ready to be a father? I’m not sure about that. We have always said we want kids. Well, money is going to be a concern no matter when you have children. Give Alex a chance to respond to the news without deciding his reaction. Okay, mom. I will do that. He might surprise you, Leelee. Thanks, mom. I’ll talk to you later.
So much of the future is predetermined during Zygote. Genes make us unique. From eye color to hair texture. To skin tone and length of fingers. What diseases we will be vulnerable to. And character traits. Whether we will be stubborn, intelligent, a thrill seeker, or good at music. The exact course of every life will be affected by family, friends, and environment. Marty won’t stop talking. His voice is a constant whisper. But all of creation can hear him, if tuned in.
I am forever with you. You are not alone. You are never alone. I’m a piece of something much bigger than myself. And you are too. It is your source that makes you real, complete, and whole. Your source is above you, below you, and in you. He is all about you. You can’t go where your source isn’t there. Know my voice. I guide you, help you, and reveal you. Learn from me. My thoughts are good. I will do you no harm. I’m your reminder of how you came to be!
Leelee isn’t prone to naps, but of late, she has rested in the afternoons. She often doesn’t go to sleep. Today she has wearied herself with the events of the day. She made a doctors appointment. Her joy is offset as she ponders Alex. What if he is adamant? Doesn’t want a baby just yet? He was so firm during their last conversation. She can’t get his tone and expressions out of her mind. Will he face the inevitable with a new found sense of gratitude? As her thoughts race to the far reaches of her mind, she drifts off to sleep.
Alex sat at his desk with his head in his hands. Strained to come up with a last minute solution he springs into action. He outlines an alternate plan. Tells his team he’s counting on them. With only minutes to spare he sets up his presentation. His boss stops by to ask if he’s ready. Alex says, yes sir, I’m ready to go. It was nothing short of a miracle. But he pulls it off. The client desires a few changes but likes what he sees. Alex returns to his office. Moments later his boss sticks his head in the doorway and says, great job, Alex. You did fantastic!
Alex pulls in the driveway. The sound of the garage door stirs Leelee awake. She can’t believe she slept for over two hours. She hasn’t even started dinner. She wonders; what kind of mood will Alex be in? She throws water on her face, dries it fast, and walks to the kitchen as Alex comes through the door. Without delay she asks him how his important presentation went. He said it was close to a disaster. But I pulled it off at the last minute. He begins to explain the day. He will include every detail.
He heads straight to his easy chair, snatches a drink from the refrigerator, on his way. Leelee joins him in the living room. Alex remained solemn on his drive home. He couldn’t help but ponder if he had a problem with the man on his team that let him down. Now, he can’t stop his talking. He became excited when he spoke about his boss being so pleased with his work.
After twenty minutes of self-adulation, he asks, what’s for dinner?
Marty will return next Friday!