A Glimpse in the Night

The aura of the building seems cold and bold. I had never been into a different ambiance of fear. The shadows of the people overwhelms the city. I stared from the car and perceived a bitter-sweet scenery. The police were on the site, the ambulance's horn continues to disturb the serene avenue. There was my naive mind, wondering if there's something that I can do to help the victims. But the car moved gradually 'til it reached the final stop. The woman in the streets pleaded to get inside the hall. Her blood countenance hindered her conviction to enter the room. It was the mother of the man who met an accident earlier. She doesn't have enough money to bring her son to the greatest doctors so she went here to ask for assistance. I remember a lady who helped my mom when Jimmy has to attend school but mother has no money to give to him. The woman's white cloth was exactly the same to what the woman n the streets was wearing. The sluggish face might not be the same as the face of the woman back then, but I know she is the woman who reached out to my mom. I was lost for a while. I hated myself for being callous. Someone, somewhere in this hall needs my help. Though I was dressed in white, I relentlessly reached out to the poor woman. "What can I do for you, Ma'am?" I asked. "My son needs to be in the hospital but I have nothing." Her tears rolled down her cheeks as I constrained myself not to cry. I immediately went to the site where the accident happened. I asked the driver to send him to my hospital on the next street so she could nurse him. I tried my best to help the man survived but it's too late. As I sadly went to the chair where the my great-grandmother is seated, she asked me to sit beside here. "Grin, I know."

I was provoked by what she said. "I know that your dad cannot make it. I felt  a cold goodbye as I folded his hands to his chest. Your glimpse consoled me for I know that you won't let him die. I have seen you were lost for a moment of time. Now that everything is said and done, I can go with him and take my rest. I had never been a good grand mother to you. I have seen your resentment throughout this life. Of all the same, I am proud of you." She leaned on my shoulder and I felt her farewell.  My senses seems to be unresponsive. A glimpse of nostalgia waves on my chest. Of all that must be done, I forgot the most essential element of life -- to glimpse and forgive.