cw: loss of a spouse, cancer
[name_f]Sabrina[/name_f] [name_u]Marlowe[/name_u] [name_u]Quinn[/name_u] [28] is a new friend of [name_f]Yvaine[/name_f]. They’re both in the same prenatal yoga class and [name_f]Sabrina[/name_f] is three weeks ahead of her in her own pregnancy, but that’s not the only way she’s ahead of [name_f]Yvaine[/name_f], Sabrina’s got a five year old at home as well who currently in the middle of a dance obsessed phase and is absolutely running her ragged with all the ‘spontaneous dance parties’ in their small apartment. She’s gotta get that kid into dance class one of these days…
It’s just the two of them in the home these days, and it makes things feel extra lonely despite the chaos. [name_f]Sabrina[/name_f] married her high school sweetheart not long after their graduation. They spent a lot of their newlywed days traveling and ended up naming their first child after the country they conceived in, as cheesy as it felt at first the more they talked about it, the more it just felt right. Their love for travel managed to continue after welcoming their bundle of joy, though they pulled back on the distance they travelled and started to stick within their own country instead of going across borders.
Things were good, happy, easy. Until her husband was handed a diagnosis of terminal lung cancer. It didn’t feel fair, he’d never smoked a cigarette in his life. There was talk of traveling once again but this time for experimental treatments that could give him a little more time, but in the end they agreed it wasn’t worth it. Instead they spend their time making memories with their child and with each other. They renewed their vows in a ceremony among friends and family just two weeks before his passing. Thankfully he went peacefully with [name_f]Sabrina[/name_f] holding his hand and quietly humming the tune of their first dance song, It Had to Be You by [name_m]Frank[/name_m] [name_u]Sinatra[/name_u].
Loosing the love of her life was just as hard as everyone says it is to lose a partner, and so young as well. She tried not to let her grief eat her alive, as tempting as that was. There was a child to care for and a life that she knew her husband would have wanted her to live. She started attending a regular grief support group were she met another friend of hers, and started trying to find her new normal. When she missed her period she was hoping that it was just stress, the alternative was too heartbreaking to consider. But after a nearly unbeatable craving for pistachio cannoli she knew that her disrupted cycle was due to a pregnancy, she had experienced the same craving when expecting her first child. While having another baby was something she always thought would happen, she never dreamed it would be her doing it alone. Though she still wears her wedding ring and doesn’t really consider herself to be single.
She’s still got quiet a while to go before the [name_u]Quinn[/name_u] duo becomes a trio, even when it feels like it should still be a quartet. Having good friends and supportive family helps when the weight of her grief gets too heavy to handle.