4 The Notebook

opened my bag to get my memo and write some "to-do" list when I saw the notebook that fell from the guy this morning.

It was a plain white notebook no name or any writings on the cover. As I opened the notebook, there are some writings on it. I find some information inside but I didn't see any name or contact details. I started reading on what's inside...

"October 12, 2019

Today I was rushed to the hospital because of my heart. I had difficulty in breathing after playing basketball. My parents told me to quit playing sports but this is the only thing that I like to do. This is what makes me happy aznd feel normal. I'm glad that the findings was not that bad.

My heart please cooperate. I have so many plans before I die so please don't stop beating too soon. Let me finish my bucket list first."

...I was shock on what I have read! Is this a diary? What can I do to bring this back to its righteous owner. The page that I have read was somehow on the middle part. Maybe the owner of this is going through a lot. I decided to set aside this notebook because this is personal and sacred.

When I was about to return the notebook on my bag something metal-like fell from the notebook. It rolled under my study table that is why I have to make extra effort just to get it. When I reach it I realized that it was a ring. A gold ring. It was simple and shiny. But there were something that was engraved inside but I can't understand it.

I search on the pages of the notebook on where did this ring came from until I saw a small paper-made pocket with an envelop design that was glued on one of the pages. I thought maybe it came from here. So I put it back there. I was so curious with what this ring is all about and I can't help it but to read what's on that page.

"August 30, 2018

We won the basketball game 2 days ago, but after the game I collapsed and was rushed to the hospital. That was the reason I didn't write something for the past 2 days. I was at the hospital waiting for the findings and why did I collapsed. When I was at the hospital my mom was so worried about me. I can see it in her face but she keeps on denying it whenever I ask her.

My basketball teammates and our coach visited me on my second day at the hospital. They brought fruits with them. After some get-well-soon-bro moment they returned home immediately.

That night, my doctor entered the room. My mom was beside me all the time, when the doctor arrived I can see her worried face again.

The doctor have the findings on his hands, and he told us that I have only 6 months to live he also said that I have a congestive heart failure and further he said DNA testing showed that I had a rare genetic risk factor linked with premature heart disease. My father died because of heart attack and I guess that is also my fate. The doctor said that my CHF is class 3 where I likely feel comfortable at rest, but there's a noticeable limitation of physical activity. Even mild exercise may cause fatigue, palpitations, or shortness of breath. He also mentioned that treatment can be complicated. Talk with your doctor about what heart failure at this stage may mean to me.

Today when I got home, someone gave me a ring. She is someone special to me. I can see that she is worried about me. Even if sometimes we don't get along well, I still love her. She said I should wear this ring always because she also had one it look like a couple ring but I decided to put it her, so that I won't misplaced it. I immediately took a rest as soon as I reach my room."

As I read what's on the notebook, I feel sad for who the owner of this might be. Imagine you have 6 months to live? That must be a hard life. As I analyzed it, this was written on August and this its almost April now meaning its almost 6 months. I must return this to its owner right away but I don't know how but I will find a way.

I put the notebook back to my bag. I changed my clothes into some comfortable ones. Suddenly, I smelled something from downstairs. It was stinky but it smells delicious, I can't be wrong about that smell. I rushed downstairs to find out that I was right! It's durian! My favorite fruit back in Tagum City.

"Dad where did this came from?", I said while getting some durian.

"I bought it from my friend Danilo he just came back here in Manila. He came from Tagum to get some important papers and bought some Durian too.", Dad replied.

"Wow! I really missed this!", I said as soon as I have it on my mouth. It was creamy and tasty.

"How was your day Ellie?", my Mom asked while she was cooking at the kitchen.

"Mom I have a new friend her name is Sophia. She is so nice and kind to me. I can tell she came from a wealthy family but she didn't look down on me she really have a nice attitude.", I said joyfully.

"That is nice to hear. This is cooked already. Call your siblings and your Dad.", my Mom said.

"Okay mom.", I replied.

I called my Dad and my siblings. We share the food that my Mom cooked. We had some talks. It is important to eat with your family, even one just 1 meal a day. I am happy that I belong to this loving and understanding family. I could not ask for more ❤