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buckysqueen80 · 4 months ago

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Warnings; angst and loss

Blessings from Above

The wind blew through the leaves in the trees, as a beautiful red cardinal landed on the window ledge in front of me, starting to sing its song.

I let out a sigh, as I turned around and went back into the room I was in.

Surely a cardinal meant a sign from someone that had passed. And the only person I would have wanted here the most, today of all days, was my father.

Well he wasn’t really my father, but my uncle.

He had been a father figure in my life for a long time, and when he passed away in a matter of months from being diagnosed with cancer, it hit me pretty hard.

I withdrew into myself and closed myself off from everything that once made me happy, including the things I once shared with my uncle.

I started pacing across the room, my hand on my stomach, trying to settle the nerves that were starting to work bile up my throat.

Just as I started pacing back and forth for the millionth time, there was a knock on the door and my friend Aubrey popped her head in, taking note of the room, before walking completely in.

“It’s a packed house, out there!” she said, walking over to me.

All I could do was look up at her and bite my bottom lip to keep it from quivering.

“Hey!Hey!” she said, pulling me in close for a hug.

“It’s ok! It will be ok! Everything is going to be ok Y/N! Nothing is going to go wrong!” She reassured me.

“I wish dad was here. He always knew what to say!” I whispered, letting Aubrey clue in as to why I was upset.

“I know you do honey, but you know he’s going to be here with you today in spirit.” she said, wiping a stray tear that fell down my cheek.

I simply nodded with a sniffle.

“Common, let’s finish getting you ready!” she said, turning me around to sit in front of the vanity.

“You know, you’re going to blow everyone away, right?” she said as she put the finishing touches to my flaming red hair.

The braid she put it in was loose, so whisps fell out to frame my face, and was tied off almost a good three inches from the end so that the loose hair curled on its own.

Just as she was finishing up the final stages of my make up, another knock came on the door, as it opened and in walked in my cousin Jennifer and her husband Steve.

“How’s it going in here?” my cousin asked, walking over to me.

“She had a moment, but she’s good now, right, Y/N?” Aubrey asked me, eyes hopeful.

“Yes, yes, I’m good.” I replied, looking at everyone as their reflections were visible in the mirror.

“Ok, we’re going to make sure that everything is ready. I’ll be back in a bit!” Jennifer said, as her and Steve turned to walk back out of the room.

“I’m going to go double check some things as well. Are you sure that you’re going to be ok?” she asked me, as her hand grabbed the door knob.

All I could do was simply nod.

With that, Aubrey left the room, leaving me alone with my thoughts again.

Only this time, I didn’t think of my uncle.

This time my mind drifted back to a year after he had passed.

*** Flash back: Three Years Ago***

I had been running late for work. Everything that could go wrong that morning went wrong.

My car wouldn’t start, and I missed the bus as it zipped past the stop just as I ran up to it.

And to top off the morning, they wanted me to train someone at work.

I really didn’t feel like training anyone but, what can I do?

As I sat down on the bench at the bus stop, waiting for the next one to come along, pulling out my phone to let my boss know that I was going to be late, I suddenly felt something wet seep into the material of my pants.

“Great! Just great!” I said, standing up to see an overturned coffee cup on the ground and the puddle of coffee I just sat in. The only good thing is, I always kept a spare pair of pants at work, so at least I could change when I got there. Not like I wasn’t already going to be late, right?

“Here!” I heard, from out of nowhere.

I turned around, and there was this man holding out his sweater.

“You can wrap it around your waist to cover the stain!” he said.

I looked up and was hit with the brightest pair of ice blue eyes I had ever seen.

“B-but, I’ll just get the wet mess onto your sweater!” I mumbled, finding it hard to tear my gaze away from those mesmerizing blue eyes.

“It’s ok, it’s dark in color, so the stain won’t show.” he said, matter of factly.

“Oh!” was all I could muster in response.

Then it dawned on me that if I had his sweater, how would I get it back to him.

“I, I can’t. I don’t know where I would return it.” I started.

“I can always give you my number, and then I can meet you somewhere?” he says, a slight blush creeping up his cheeks.

I handed him my phone so that he could input his number, while I tied the sweater around my waist.

When I took my phone back, I looked at the name he saved it under and I couldn’t help but smile.

“Ok, Sweater Guy! I’ll message you once I’ve washed it for you, so you can get it back.” I said, as I felt my cheeks warm.

Just then, the bus pulled up and I got on it, sitting in one of the empty seats, while he sat across from me.

We continued to talk along the way until the bus came to my stop.

As I stood up to disembark, I noticed that he stood up as well.

I chuckled as I proceeded to stop off the bus.

“I guess now you’re following me?” I ask him, playfully.

“I work in this building right here.” he said, pointing to the building in front of our stop.

I couldn’t help but let out a full on laugh, causing him to look at me confused.

“It would appear that we work in the same building!” I said, grinning from ear to ear when the realization hit him.

“Well that certainly is a coincidence, don’t you think?” he said as we started to walk into the building.

“How come I’ve never seen you in here before?” I ask him.

“It’s my first day here. My friend asked me to come work for him. Apparently he wanted to beef up his IT system, and wants me to do it. So I’ll be working on the ninth floor as the new head of IT.” he said.

“Well welcome to the team. I’d ask if you needed a tour around the place, but I think you know your way around this place if you’re friends with the big boss.” I said, offering a genuine smile.

“Yeah, he took me on a tour of this place a few weeks back when he was trying to sell me on the job.” he said as we reached the elevators.

“Where do you work?” he asked, reaching for the up button.

“I work on the seventh floor, in marketing. But today, I’m supposed to be on the fifth floor for promotions and advertising. There’s a new line of merchandise coming up that I need to make sure is ready to hit all the stores before Christmas.” I explained to him, as the doors opened and we both walked in, pressing our respective numbers.

He turned to look at me confused.

“I thought you were on the fifth floor today?” he said.

“I am, but I have to go up to the seventh to get my change of pants, before I can go down to the fifth floor. That and I’m dropping off my stuff because I will need to go back upstairs because I have another meeting later this afternoon, ironically with the boss man, and his new head of IT regarding the launch of our online Christmas catalog. So it looks like we will be working a lot together in the near future.” I tell him, turning to look at him, as I see a huge grin across his face.

“Looks like it’ll be easier for me to get my sweater back after all.” he says, teasingly.

“Seems like it!” I said, feeling my face feeling full on flushed, as the elevator opened to my floor.

He waved at me as I turned back around, just as the doors started to close.

From that moment on, we ended up spending all our lunch time together, and I would pick him up in the morning, starting our daily routine of singing along to songs on the radio and stopping for coffee.

Eventually things progressed to the point where he ended up asking me out, and after an extended period of time, asked me to marry him.

We were going to get married a few years back, but my uncle got sick, and suddenly passed away.

He was there for me during the initial grieving stages, and remained by my side, as I processed everything as well as handle all the matters of his estate.

He was completely understanding about pushing back the wedding,

Life eventually got in the way, and the more things happened in our lives, the further back the wedding was pushed.

That was until one night, after a fight, he asked me if I ever really wanted to marry him.

I realized then what I had been doing, what we had both been doing, and after a long and deep conversation, we decided not to push the wedding back anymore and settled on a date for the upcoming fall.

*****End of Flashback; Present*****

The sound of a knock on the door tears me out of my thoughts.

“Hey, it’s time! Are you ready?” Aubrey asks me, poking her head back in.

I turn around looking into the mirror one more time, smoothing the front of my dress out, as she walks in and puts the veil over my face, making sure it’s all in place.

“As ready as I’m ever going to be!” I tell her, taking my bouquet that she handed to me, as we walked out of the room to the doors I’d be walking through.

Jennifer met me at the doors, a small box in her hand, as she reaches out and hands it to me.

Handing my bouquet over to Aubrey, I take the box from her and open it up.

As my eyes look into the box, they dart back up to Jennifer, as I pull the object out of the box.

Handing the box back to Jennifer, it was a small silver locket, with a picture of my uncle and I on one side, and the two of us on the other.

“I knew you would be emotional without him being here today, so I hope this helps. If you look at the front, there’s one more spot for a picture. You can put whichever photo you want in it. It was your grandmother’s, so it's something old.” she said, helping me to put it on, before fixing the veil again.

I looked down at my bouquet, to see the yellow and blue roses, then touched the bracelet that Aubrey lent me for the wedding.

“All I need now is something new!?” I whispered, trying not to cry.

“It’s waiting for you at the end of the aisle!” Jennifer said, as we turned towards the doors, Aubrey took her position in front first, as the doors opened, and the music played.

I watched Aubrey walk towards the front of the aisle first, and as I moved closer, the music changed to an instrumental version of Ed Sheeran’s Perfect.

As I nervously fidgeted, Jennifer nudged me, and motioned for me to look towards the front.

As I did, my eyes locked onto the brightest pair of blue eyes, that held mine every step closer to him.

When I got to the front, I took his hands in mine after giving Aubrey the bouquet.

As I looked up, I could see tears fighting to spill, and I knew that they were only tears of happiness.

Sebastian leaned forward, and whispered in my ear.

“He’s always going to be proud of you, and he’s watching us from above. You look absolutely stunning, my love!” he said, before lifting my hand to his lips and kissing the back of it.

I couldn’t help the smile that I gave him back.

As we listened to the minister carry on through the ceremony, we turned to look at each other and exchanged both our vows and our rings.

Finally the minister asked if anyone objected, which no one said anything, and then pronounced us husband and wife.

As Sebastian got the veil over my head, he pulled me close with a gleam in his eye.

“I’ll forever be grateful that you accepted my sweater that day!” he whispered, before crushing our lips together, as the crowd erupted.

“You’ll always be my sweater guy, Sweetheart!” I giggle, as we turn and face the beginning of our new life together.

As we walked outside, there were several doves flying over, as a bright and colorful rainbow greeted us.

“I told you he was around!” Sebastian said, pulling me close to him, as people came around to congratulate us.

“Yes, yes he is!” I smiled up to the heavens, before turning back to our guests.

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