The Accident

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic

A love story of finding each other as fate intervenes.

Part 1: 

Hearing the buzz of the office, computer keys being pressed, the Nespresso machine squirting out its hundredth expresso of the morning, which only began thirty minutes ago. This was the third straight week Celine spent racing between the airport and the office, only stopping home long enough to see her cat and play with the dog. She had gotten this prestigious job in one of Montreal’s top investment firms. The combination of the long hours and the countless flying to visit clients was wearing down on her. She had always desired to help people and make a difference in people's lives, but not this way. So the day came when she quit, locked herself in her apartment, and came up with a plan. It was all daunting; she thought because her entire life had educated her to think in a particular way and experience life on this one-dimensional plane. But something had awoken the warrior spirit inside of her, maybe it was triggered by the dismal job or maybe aspirations to truly help people or her creative spark. Life was short, but it was also long if you happen to be stuck doing something you loath, Celine wasn’t about to throw away what precious lifetime she had into a job that could have been picked from the Matrix movie. 

 

Celine managed to interest her best friend into studying yoga in order to be an instructor, so with this gained work freedom, they both enrolled in a yoga teacher training course at an Ashram in India. That ended up being one adventure after another, and not all the adventures were very enjoyable. Their first teacher, whom they had registered with to do the course, ended up being a pretty eccentric individual, teaching methods more in common with a medieval order of the knights than yoga.  Plus, if she wanted a boot camp scenario, she would have joined the marines. So on the third night, they rolled up their sleeping bags, dumped all the gear into their backpacks, and tiptoed out of there, more of a tip run. Eventually, after finding a hotel to stay in, they made a few phone calls and could find another ashram that was recommended by a friend. So they spent the next six months soaking up the culture of the people, the philosophy of yoga, various postures, nutrition, and any and everything yoga-related they could get their hands on. They both got their teaching certificate and headed straight back to Canada, super excited and energized to share what they learned with a community of like-minded individuals. There was a position that opened up in Montreal at a private health & fitness club. She jumped at the opportunity and because of her passion and dedication, she grew a strong following, which gave her a greater sense of wellbeing that she had chosen the right career path. Focusing on her students and nurturing the idea of establishing her yoga studio and creating a sacred space to practice she had little time for anything else so the day she went to the health & fitness club and opened the door and got into a head-on collision with him.

It had been a little longer than a few weeks when she had broken up with a long-term boyfriend, so she wasn’t at all interested in jumping right back into a relationship. I think I’ll focus on building my yoga career and do a bit of casual dating, but nothing serious, she often heard herself saying to her best friend. However, that all vanished in that instant, not exactly sure what it was about him that had captivated her but that seed had been planted deep inside her and she remembered a TedX talk she heard last year that spoke about how the different opportunities that get presented to us in our day-to-day lives are a chance to have an “experience”, a chance to learn something not only about another person but a chance to learn something new about ourselves. As we have all done, there were still some walls that needed to be chipped away but that encounter turned into coffee which turned into dinner, which turned into fifty-one years of love.

 

Part 2: 

 

On the 51st anniversary, Celine wanted to surprise her husband with one of his favorite meals. It was funny to hear how after all these years they still made time to cook together at least once a week. When the kids were young, they had to shift their schedule at the yoga studio so that they could make meals on time, have homework executed efficiently, and two pairs of tiny feet could be bathed and asleep at a reasonable time. It was a little lump that was barely noticeable as Celine slipped on her dress but there it was. Now that she had touched it she couldn’t undo the touch as much as the horror of it all filled her mind. Cancer, especially breast cancer had plagued most of the women in her family so as she sat in the doctor's office clutching tightly to his hand she sobbed as the doctor explained to her that cancer had spread since the first chemo treatment and nothing more could be done. If it wasn’t for her husband’s hand holding her tight, it would have been unbearable to have to listen to this type of news alone. News like this seems to make everything around you go in slow motion, the similar thing as before an accident not only does your life flash before your eyes but also everything goes in slow motion. 

 

It was at Royal Victoria Hospital that Celine had the opportunity to say goodbye to her 2 grown children.  She relived the life they built together and just before her last breath she whispered to him, “I love you, babe.”

 

Part 3: 

 

David pursued medicine at what most people would say was a bit too old in age for such a grueling study regimen. However, after experiencing or better put, after being next to his partner as the car they were driving flipped over because Sarah was trying to steer away from hitting a dog that had unexpectedly darted into the road. After the shocking events of Sarah’s listless body sitting next to him and waiting for the ambulance and watching them try to revive the person, he had built a life with for the past twenty years. At thirty-eight years old David was content with the direction things were going in their relationship. It seems like they had been through so much but here they were still growing and learning about each other after all these years, still curious. In that brief instant, they had smashed it to pieces. Something inside him wanted to honor the death of this caring soul and he decided he would shift careers and be one of those who saved lives. Years later after he graduated from medical school, he began work at a hospital in Montreal…then the epidemic hit.



 

Part 4: 

For David, it started like any other day. His morning ritual consists of a light 5-kilometer run, shower, and breakfast. He grimaced at the thought of another week of low-carb eating, but once the numbers on the scale increased exponentially, he quickly jumped online to download an exercise program. The running wasn’t so bad, but drinking his meals of green stuff was getting on his nerves. Only twenty more days left of the sixty-day health challenge he found an app then I can get back to my pancakes, bacon, and eggs he thought to himself with a big smile forming on his face.

 

He had been one of many nurses looking after patients in the newly formed wing of the hospital that dealt with those infected with the virus. He had been drawn to a particular patient, maybe it was the way he reminded him of his father, but it was probably listening to his story of how he met his wife named Celine which naturally and immediately reminded him of Sarah. They say that time heals all wounds but hearing this man speak it was clear the wound of losing his soulmate was sucking the life out of him quicker than the virus.

 

It was his last day of the health challenge so he thought what better way to celebrate than to sneak in some pancakes into Steven’s room. As he opened the door to the ward, the other patients were all startled by the loud crash as the plate and the blueberry pancakes hit the floor. David hadn't been able to hold on to the plate as he raced over to the bed only to find Steven’s head tilted to the side wide-eyed and the ventilator mouthpiece in his right hand. David leaned over to close his eyes, put the mouthpiece back on the machine, and gently folded Steven’s arms on his stomach. He said a brief prayer to himself, then turned around with slumped shoulders, bowed head, and sauntered out of the room.


 


Submitted: October 15, 2021

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