Chapter 1: The Good With The BadIn today’s world of celebrities, and fame, the world seems to have lost sight of what’s truly important, and it’s not money or how many cars you have, but rather the love of the people that really matter the most; your family, and the joy that they bring you. I just thought I would share what is most important to me!
My name is Victoria Ford, Ria for short.
I’m a typical Simerican woman, I graduated from Moonlight Falls University, where I met my amazing husband Spencer,
he graduated a year ahead of me, and waited patiently so we could be married. This is us two days after our wedding moving into our first home!
We enjoyed the first week of wedded bliss by Spencer finding a job, at the local hospital as an Organ Donor (I don’t think that sounds very safe but he assures me that it’s perfectly fine) He also enrolled in medical school in a neighboring town. I’m so proud of my husband! Luckily his parents will be paying for his education! How lucky is that! I have amazing in-laws! Spencer convinced me that I didn’t have to work, that he was making enough to support us, much to my chagrin, I finally settled into being a housewife (I really don’t like that title, I have to find another way to describe what I do). We live in a modest little house with three bedrooms and one bathroom.
See that old car outside? Yeah that was the car my parents had when I was born! They gave it to me when I turned 16; thank goodness the old girl is still rolling! As I was cleaning up the dishes from breakfast I heard my cell phone buzz, It was my mom, she, dad and my younger brother Paul lived in Riverview, a sleepy little southern town that lies along the beautifully serene Simomon River, just thinking of Riverview makes me want to go home.
“Hey Mom” I greeted cheerfully
“Ria, I need you to come to the hospital right now.” She answered back
My mind raced with what could possibly be wrong, my brother Paul had always been mentally unstable, I feared the worst.
“is it Paul?” I asked
“No Ria, It’s your father”
“I’ll be there as soon as I can”
I hung up and raced out the door, as I did I glanced at a picture that sat in the living room, its an old picture of my mother and father, and younger brother Paul.
Luckily Spencer had ridden with the car pool that morning so I didn’t have to waste time calling a cab. I drove to Riverview Memorial Hospital I shock. I didn’t even know if my dad was dead or alive. The strongest man I ever know may not be here anymore the thought tore me in two. The three hour drive seemed to take ten. As I drove I thought of happier times like just the week before dad was helping Spencer and I move, when he hugged me and said
“Ria, my beautiful baby girl, I’m so proud of you.”
I remember just smiling at him I wish now I would have said I love you dad.
By the time I had pulled into the hospital parking lot, I was in a panic. I ran into the hospital faster than I have ever ran in my life. I found my mom and Paul in the waiting room of the ER. Mom stood up as I entered and wrapped me in a tight hug. Paul stared at his watch.
“What’s going on? Is dad alright? What happened?” I questioned
“Slow down Ria, We don’t know anything yet” she said in a weak voice
“Mom, what happened?” I asked again
“Paul and I were making breakfast in the kitchen, while dad was having his coffee in the dining room, I heard a loud noise from the dining room, and went to see what it was. I found him lying on the floor, he was awake but couldn't talk his face was drooping, Oh Ria, he looked so scared”
I pulled my sobbing mother into my arms and held her. I didn't mind doing this, she needed me and Paul was not much comfort, it was clear to me that Paul had fallen into one of his states. When mom finally regained herself we sat down and waited to hear news on my father’s condition. I called Spencer to let him know what was going on and that I would call when we heard something. About an hour later Dr. Krow, my father’s long time doctor came out to speak with us.
“Jeanine, Victoria” he greeted us “Thaddius had suffered a severe stroke, he is stable for now, but there is a nurse at his bedside at all times.” Dr. Krow explained
“That’s what his father died of” My mother stated
“But this doesn't mean that dad will die. Right?” I practically pleaded
“One step at a time Victoria, one step at a time.” He replied
My heart sank this isn't good.
I want to thank you for reading, and please let me know if you like it!!!!
