"Nara... where are you? I'm... gonna... find you," Penelope sang out as she searched the house for three-year-old Nara. "Mummy's gonna tickle you... so you better come out before I find you."
Little Nara tried not to make a sound as she hid in the wardrobe, but Penelope still managed to find her.
"Gotcha!" Penelope exclaimed as she tickled Little Nara, her beautiful laughter filling the air.
Penelope loved Nara so much and had showered her with love and care. Despite the challenges of her premature birth, Nara thrived under Penelope's devoted attention. Their bond grew stronger with each passing day.
"It's not fair that you always find me, Mommy," Little Nara said with a pout.
"Well, that's because you're just too easy to find," Penelope chuckled.
"Why? I don't make any noise and hide very well." Little Nara voiced with a frown.
"It's because you're a magnet. Once you catch someone's attention, they won't be able to look away," Penelope answered, speaking from her heart. The moment she laid eyes on Nara, she wanted to love and protect her forever.
"That doesn't make any sense, Mommy. I'm sure you cheated," Nara replied.
Penelope was about to respond when she suddenly felt dizzy, a wave of lightheadedness washing over her. The room seemed to spin around her, and she reached out to steady herself against the wall.
"Mommy?"
"Nara, sweetheart, I don't feel very well," Penelope said, her voice shaky as she tried to fight off the sensation of dizziness.
Concerned, Nara rushed to her mother's side, her innocent eyes filled with worry. "Mommy, are you okay?" she asked, her small hand gripping Penelope's tightly.
"I'm... I'm not sure, honey," Penelope admitted, feeling a surge of fear. She knew that dizziness could be a symptom of her stage 3 diabetes, a condition that she had been managing but sometimes struggled with.
Penelope took slow, steady breaths, trying to calm her racing heart. She knew she needed to stay strong for her daughter, but the dizziness was making it difficult to think clearly.
"Nara, sweetheart, can you help Mommy to the couch?" Penelope asked, her voice gentle but strained.
Nara nodded, her expression a mix of concern and worry. Together, they carefully made their way to the nearby couch, with Nara offering her mother a supportive arm.
As they settled onto the couch, Penelope reached for her diabetes monitoring kit, knowing she needed to check her blood sugar levels. With trembling hands, she pricked her finger and applied the blood to the test strip, waiting anxiously for the results.
The digital display flashed, revealing a higher-than-normal blood sugar reading. Penelope's heart sank as she realized that her diabetes was not under control as she had hoped.
"I need to take my medication, sweetheart," Penelope said, her voice tinged with frustration. "Can you please fetch my pill organizer from the kitchen?"
Nara nodded eagerly, glad to have something to do to help her mother. She darted off to the kitchen, returning moments later with the pill organizer in hand.
With Nara's help, Penelope carefully sorted out her medications and took them as prescribed. She knew that managing her diabetes was crucial for her health and for Nara's well-being.
As the dizziness gradually subsided and Penelope's symptoms began to improve, she couldn't help but feel grateful for her daughter's presence. Nara may have been young, but she had a maturity and strength beyond her years, and Penelope knew that together, they could face whatever challenges lay ahead.
"Thank you, sweetheart," Penelope said, her voice filled with love and gratitude as she hugged Nara close. "You're my little guardian angel."
Nara beamed up at her mother, her eyes shining with love. "I'll always take care of you, Mommy," she vowed, her small hand reaching out to squeeze Penelope's reassuringly.
Sadly, That wasn't the case as Penelope died two weeks later in her sleep leaving three-year-old Nara completely alone never to feel the love of a mother ever again.