Today my life begins.
My parents don't know yet. I am smaller than the seed of a tiny apple, but I am here now.
Inside me, everything is already written. Who I will be. What I will love.
An excerpt from the diary
A life that was never born,
yet exists in all there is.
This is the story of a life that began — but never fully arrived. A voice that existed between worlds. A place where love creates galaxies, and where loss does not mean the end.
Two weeks have passed.
My heart has started to beat. Soft. Quiet. Steady.
No one hears it yet. But inside the silence of my small universe, a rhythm has begun.
I am growing.
Cells are dividing. Quiet work in the dark. No one sees the architecture forming.
But inside this silent universe, a body is slowly becoming mine.
Something new is happening.
My tiny hands are beginning to form. Not strong. Not ready. But they are mine.
One day they would have held a finger, a toy, a piece of the world. For now, they are only a promise.
Something is changing.
I am not only growing now. I am beginning to move. Not strong. Not certain. But real.
No one can feel it yet. But inside this silent universe, I am learning how to reach.
A new sensation awakens.
I am not alone here. A warm presence surrounds me. Soft. Constant. Alive.
I do not know her voice. But I feel her world. And inside this silent universe, her heart is the first rhythm I trust.
Tonight feels different.
Her heart is restless. Her silence is heavier. I only know the warmth that holds me. Gentle. Familiar. Home.
Mommy... Inside this silent universe, I still believe I belong here.
A lot feels quieter now.
The warmth is still here, but softer. Like a light moving away. I reach. Nothing.
Mommy... Inside this fading universe, I try to stay.
The silence breaks here, on Earth.
The warmth leaves. I am not here anymore. I reach once more. Nothing.
The light closes. I am there now. There again. Koerygise. I am home.