(Image copyright: Ted Strutz)
She smiled at the ironic view from her hospital window. Such a serene view for a place which dealt with so much loss. Maybe it was to cheer the patients up. To remind them that life is not always bleak. Time was ticking by. The much dreaded moment came sooner than expected. She tried to reassure herself that she was doing the right thing. For her and the life budding inside her. The nurse assured that she would not feel a thing. The last thing she remembered before drifting away were the sterilized tools and the blue of the sea.
This drabble is written for Friday Fictioneers- 13th June.