Personal Narrative: Hermia

Ten years ago I married the love of my life, I thought we would live a long life together. But, two years later disease had spread over Athens and I had fallen ill. With me near the end was my wife, Hermia and our twelve month old son, John. I could not process what was going on at the time I refused to believe that my time was almost up. I was not prepared to let go I did not want to miss my boy grow up and the chance to raise a child with Hermia. There was no way for Hermia to ever be prepared for this new life that was put out for her with my passing. She could not raise our son on her own so she left him at a monastery in hopes he would be able to grow up and live a life with the church. As for Hermia she left Greece and no one has heard
I did not want my only heir to grow up in a monastery with no possessions when he is grown up. I struggled to figure out who I would be willing to leave him with and if they would also be willing to take him in. I instantly thought of Helena and Demetrius but they already have two kids of their own, next I thought of his own grandfather Egeus but that man hated me so much I could not leave my son alone with him, lastly Queen of the fairies Titania. They were just rumors but many people said she had tried to take in an Indian boy, although her husband disapproved I can haunt him till he changes his mind. I have never met this woman but I need someone who can provide for John. I spent weeks searching for the fairies and I had no clue as where to look for them. I started thinking that I should give up on that and think of someone else to look after John and then I stumbled into an old forest on the outskirts of Athens. It was the same forest where I got blessing from Theseus to marry Hermia. There was a strange feeling in the air, I turned around and there she was Titania.
“Who are you?” She asked. I was in shock. Could she see me? There must be someone else around. “Do you know how to