Chapter 12: A Candle for Distance
It happened too fast.
The year had barely begun.
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The reseller chats were still active.98Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡX9hF6W0Evf
The plans were still fresh.
Then one message changed the air.
“Mom’s in the hospital.”
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No extra words.
Just that.
And suddenly everything else felt small.98Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSHOAfQD4On
I called her immediately.
Her voice was different.
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Not hysterical.
Just shaken.
“They admitted her,” she said. “It was sudden.”
I didn’t know what to say.
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Through exhaustion.98Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡc0NpHm56v3
Through doubt.
But this?
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Bigger than distance.98Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4pVqF7Gm3h
Bigger than pride.
“I wish I was there,” I whispered.
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She was in a hospital waiting area.98Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmGVb1cnLgg
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The sound of machines in the background.
I was in my room.
Miles away.
Helpless.
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I wanted to drive her home.98Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfJq8XwOvP7
I wanted to carry even a little of what she was carrying.
But all I had was a screen.
And my voice.
“Be strong,” I said.
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After we ended the call, I couldn’t sit still.
The room felt suffocating.
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Gone.
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Irrelevant.
Because in that moment, the only thing that mattered was her pain.
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So I went out.
It was still early evening.
The sky was dim, almost gray.
I found myself walking toward the church without even thinking about it.
I’m not the most religious person.
But desperation makes you believe in anything that feels like hope.
The church was quiet.
Cold.
Almost empty.
I bought a candle.
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Fragile.
Like the distance between us.
I lit it slowly.
And as the flame steadied, I closed my eyes.
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Not for our plans.
Just one prayer.
Please let her mom be okay.
Please let her be strong.
Please let me be enough even from here.98Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpW9ge4bXAQ
I imagined her sitting in that hospital chair.
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Trying not to cry too much.
And it broke something inside me.
Because all I wanted
Was to sit beside her.
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Even if we just shared silence.
Just to be there.
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She messaged me later that night.
“She’s stable for now.”
I exhaled for what felt like the first time in hours.
“Thank God,” I replied.
I almost told her about the candle.
But I didn’t.
It wasn’t about credit.
It wasn’t about being seen.
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That night, we stayed on call again.
Not talking much.
Just breathing.
Listening to hospital sounds on her side.98Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHZeRupE4qs
Listening to quiet darkness on mine.
“I’m scared,” she admitted softly.
“I know,” I said.
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Distance had always been inconvenient.
But that night, it felt cruel.
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no matter how much we stayed consistent
there were moments where love couldn’t close the gap.
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Before she fell asleep in that hospital chair, she whispered:
“Thank you for staying.”
Staying.
That word again.
Maybe I couldn’t hold her physically.
Maybe I couldn’t drive her home.
Maybe I couldn’t stand beside her mother’s hospital bed.
But I stayed.
And sometimes, when distance steals everything else
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The candle probably burned out hours later.
But I like to think the prayer didn’t.
Because love isn’t always about grand gestures.
Sometimes it’s about lighting something small in the dark.
And wishing
with everything you have
that the people you love make it through the night.
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