23rd of December's Surprise

    Every time I remember this indelible memory, one very important thing starts to conquer my mind and even the pumping organ, my heart.

    Everyone wants only a simple but a very memorable celebration of their birthday. A lot of gifts, a tree-like cake, and a colorful locus is not enough for the illustration of unforgettable celebration. It's not about the money or about the physical aesthetic but it's all about the sense of completeness or fulfillment in terms of family.

     Yes, I still remember that day. It was the twenty-third of December year of 2004. We traveled two hours in in a more or less thirty kilometers way considering the different hindrances in the avenue. Two days before Christmas, what a very great holiday vacation, I guess before. We arrived with my family but without my father as of nine o'clock in the morning. My Dad decided to stay at home with his reason. As we came, austere house welcomed us with the accompaniment of karaoke and the tables perfectly organized with their chairs. And the colored tarpaulin with its very important content " Happy 2nd Birthday Ralph Julian", with no strangeness I observed, it's the second birthday of my second cousin, side of my Father. I thought were too early for the celebration because the majority of the attendance is not yet present in the venue.

     A few minutes ago, chairs were slowly filled with visitors. It's the time to start, as of ten o'clock the celebration officially started. The same with the other kind of occasion, presentation of gifts and eating are the part that impossible to be absent. A couple of minutes passes by, finally, boredom started to poke me again and again. No wonder as a four-year-old child I could easily hit and vanquish by boredom.

     When I completely smell boredom I told my friend Alex to help find a remedy to this illness, a store especially those who have available toys. Well, as a small child that's life, that's my biggest happiness to have a lot of toys. It takes minutes to convince my best friend to give me the small amount of his time. After the compelling words he decided to be with me and I finally got his willingness. The venue of celebration is a meter away from the highway at the other side of the avenue is where the small store was erected. I left the celebration quickly without the guidance even a permission of my Mother. Even she told me that not to leave. Having no vehicles prompted my best friend to take the first opportunity, he rapidly pass while I stay and wait for the other chance. The last vehicle had passed so I grab the second opportunity. One, two, three. After the three long steps, the colorful view and the noise were quickly changed by the quiet and dark innocent place. Like a portal and I shifted into the other dimension. It's not already night but I'm sleeping.

     The erroneous dream turns into reality. Few minutes my eyes sluggishly opened, it only takes seconds of exposure. All I can see is unfamiliar woman maybe age of forty carrying me on her bloody shoulder. Her face describes her emotion, worrying about me. I woke up resting on the white bed and all I can see is the little light on the ceiling focusing on me. Too many persons around me wearing a face mask and dressed like a doctor and nurse, I closed and again opened my eyes, the word of reality welcomed me with the doctor and nurses around me. Holding injections and pointing it in such parts of my body. Instead of pain, I felt someone tickling me while injecting. Well, that's a humorous scenario made people around me laugh. I can also hear the familiar voices, my best friend, and my family. I'm totally weary, pain and tiredness made my eyes to close and I temporarily left the world of reality.

     Twenty four of December, my first morning and first day in the Hospital. My Father visited while my Mother and sibling decided to go home to take rest. Only a paltry consciousness I have in that day. Also that day my questions have already their corresponding answers. I was crushed by a tricycle while I'm passing the highway, knowing his responsibility he moved to the nearest hospital with a volunteer woman in the store.The driver stated what happened as he answered the hospital bills.

    It was also the Christmas that I celebrated on the Hospital with my family. Far from home but the most important thing is I'm near with my family. Well, we celebrated with the true spirit of Christmas.

     Every second and every minute of life is such important. No one can predict the time of each of us. So every minute of life must a memory of enjoyment. Every hour has its surprise. And the most significant realization, follow the parent's words because it will guide us to the journey that will serve as a key for us to successfully reach our destinations.