A Letter to Someone

Dear Miss Sakamoto,

More than a year ago, I assisted a delivery in this particular hospital where I am about to return for my internship tonight (10pm-6am shift). The birth opened my awareness to the great sacrifice that hails the coming of motherhood, especially having to witness the blood, screams and pain that came with it. I would be ashamed of my self if I, as a nurse in training, would fail to discern the miracle at work as the newborn came forth this world from the mother’s womb, through my own hands. You really have to be there to appreciate what was happening. The experience of assisting a delivery is beyond any textbooks or instructional videos could give.

Indeed, pregnancy and birth are grueling periods that most women choose to go through. My heart is filled with an overflowing admiration to those who choose to tread the path of this nine-month long torment; however I put an even higher esteem to you, my old friend. Certainly, getting pregnant five months before your graduation day and at the age of twenty is foolish, but deciding on keeping the baby and facing all the arduous consequences humbled us. And we are very proud of you.

Yes, I know that explaining things to your parents, and soon to the whole world, will prove not an easy task, therefore remember that even though a great storm may reduce a whole forest to a wasteland, beneath the ground lies the limitless opportunities for seeds that lay dormant to flourish and blossom; reminding us that no matter how ruthless the world may be, do not lose hope and find a way to be happy ( I am sure that your coming child will not fail to bring this happiness to you).

Our little talk last night proves that I need not to worry so much… and I believe that you are doing all right. Just always keep your optimism with you and take care of yourself. Be brave. I know you can do it.

Congratulations.