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Svetlana de Rohan-Levashova. Revelation
He named him Alexander, choosing the name on his own, because my mother was
in the hospital. When my grandmother offered to help to bury the child, my father
refused. He did everything alone from the very beginning to the end. I cannot imagine
how much one has to suffer to bury a new-born son and to know at the same time that
his beloved wife is dying in the hospital, but my dad endured it all without a single
word of reproach to anybody. The only thing he entreated for in his heart was his
beloved Annushka coming back to him until this terrible blow would knock her down
once and for all and the night would fall on her exhausted brain...
So, my mother came back home and he appeared powerless to help her, not
knowing how to take her out of that terrible "dead" state.
The death of little Alexander deeply shocked the Seriogins. It seemed that the
sunlight would never come back into this sad home and laughter would never sound
there anymore... My mother was still deeply "crushed". Although her young body
gradually started getting well, submitting to natural laws, her wounded soul, like a bird
that had fluttered off, was still far away and did not hurry to return, being deeply
submerged in the ocean of pain despite all dad’s efforts...
But soon, in six months, they had good news – my mother was pregnant again...
In the beginning my father was frightened, but on seeing that my mother very quickly
began to come back to life, he decided to take the risk, and now everybody waited for
the second child with huge impatience. This time they were very careful and tried to
protect my mother from any undesirable mischance in every way. Regrettably, it
seemed misfortune liked this hospitable door for some reason and it knocked at it
again…
The doctors knew the sad story of my mother’s first pregnancy and decided to
secure against any contingency and do a Cesarean section before the contractions began
(!). It is highly likely they did it too early... One way or another, a girl was born. She
was given a name, Marianne, but unfortunately, she did not live long – in three days
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