..and then there was one...

Vanya had always been a happy - go - lucky girl.A smile on her lips and a song in her heart ...that was Vanya.She grew into a charming women ,and never did she lose her smile or her song.Always a kind word on her lips , life too was kind to her.
One fine day , in fact , not so fine a day, life stopped being kind to her.She had been married for some years now .Her husband was her soul mate and helpmate.Her family loved her ,actually she was fairly easy to love ,so they had an easy task,loving her.The only thing that made her feel unfulfilled was her desire for motherhood.
Vanya set her mind to alter the state of things.She wanted a baby of her own to love , to cherish and to nurture.She had all her mothering instincts honed ,she was a natural mother.Yet nature did not mean her to be a mother.The doctors , in plural ,one after the other told her that it was not to be.Even in world teeming with medical advancement and fertility clinics , there was no possibility that Vanya would ever be a mother.
Her husband told her to move on with life ,there were other significant things in life ,other than being a mother ,that is! Her family was sympathetic but they also led busy lives that did not permit too much time to be sympathetic.Her friends tried all they could to divert her.All those who loved her rallied around her.Yet all she wanted was a baby to love ,to cherish and to nurture.
Vanya held her wish close to her heart.
Not for a moment did she take her dreams as one to be given up , not for a moment did she consider that it was fate or luck or life.And not for a moment did she believe that she had no control over her destiny.She was down but not out .It was a setback but one to be demolished.
And she wondered how....
She thought...
Adoption was the key...the magic word...
Yet her very soul mate of a husband opposed her, and her loving family opposed her and her staunch friends had nothing significant to say.It was her battle,hers alone.
Days passed .Weeks passed.Months passed.Each day she would bring up the topic closest to her heart as if it was a novel idea.She was determined to be understood.
She spoke with the conviction she felt so strongly.
Everyday.
Every single day.
Her perseverance was a constant......and her determination unflagging ....and her conviction true.....her persistance paid off .....
One day finally there was no resistance to her idea , a few days later this idea was not new or strange to anyone because all those who loved her knew that she was going to be a mother.
Soon.
Without the traditional period of nine months.
She would adopt...a baby not of her womb but of her heart and her soul.
Adoption...the magic word....abracadabra...
and there was her baby!
and here she was...a mother.