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slowsouthernstyleJust for the record, I'm not at all opposed to anyone kidnapping my boyfriend and throwing him into the nearest bed.
Aug. 10th, 2014
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muserevival || Quote of the Day 093.
Aug. 10th, 2014 10:25 pmbreakthesilenceHERE @ muserevival
"When your values are clear to you, making decisions becomes easier."
- Roy E. Disney
Quentin had lost track of the amount of hours he had spent sitting sitting in the NICU beside this incubator and hoping - and yes, praying, despite not being religious - that the answers would just come to him. No amount of sitting here looking at the tiny, premature baby boy through the glass made any of it easier. He seemed to cope better with facing it now, but he knew there wouldn't be a miraculous road sign that pointed him in one direction or another.
Lying on the floor beside his feet was a folder containing a pile of lengthy adoption forms. The attorney had filled out a lot of the section, but they were all yet to be signed. The signing was the hard part. Sitting there, staring numbly into the incubator, Quentin wondered how many of those forms had been filled in and never signed. How many people in this world couldn't go through with giving their baby up? Probably a lot. How did they still cope in all the situations that had led to them trying to make that choice in the first place? He wondered a lot of things over and over again, of many things that he never thought he would have to face in his life. But then, everything his life had become to this day were things he had never envisaged happening to him.
( He put his hand carefully in through one of the circular access doors and softly rested the tips of his fingers on the baby's belly that was rising and falling with his breathing that was a little rapid but controlled... )
Quentin Lawrence
original character
"When your values are clear to you, making decisions becomes easier."
- Roy E. Disney
Quentin had lost track of the amount of hours he had spent sitting sitting in the NICU beside this incubator and hoping - and yes, praying, despite not being religious - that the answers would just come to him. No amount of sitting here looking at the tiny, premature baby boy through the glass made any of it easier. He seemed to cope better with facing it now, but he knew there wouldn't be a miraculous road sign that pointed him in one direction or another.
Lying on the floor beside his feet was a folder containing a pile of lengthy adoption forms. The attorney had filled out a lot of the section, but they were all yet to be signed. The signing was the hard part. Sitting there, staring numbly into the incubator, Quentin wondered how many of those forms had been filled in and never signed. How many people in this world couldn't go through with giving their baby up? Probably a lot. How did they still cope in all the situations that had led to them trying to make that choice in the first place? He wondered a lot of things over and over again, of many things that he never thought he would have to face in his life. But then, everything his life had become to this day were things he had never envisaged happening to him.
( He put his hand carefully in through one of the circular access doors and softly rested the tips of his fingers on the baby's belly that was rising and falling with his breathing that was a little rapid but controlled... )
original character
[ TEXT MESSAGE ] To Luke & Haley
Aug. 10th, 2014 11:13 pmlegalisticQuentin just signed the papers. I'm really going to need you both not to back out. He's counting on you.