Maarika seisis haigla ukse ees.

Maarika stood in front of the hospital door.

Sügisene tuul mängis lehtedega, muutes need punaste ja kuldsete toonide tantsuks.

The autumn wind was playing with the leaves, turning them into a dance of red and golden hues.

Maarika tundis hirmu südames.

Maarika felt fear in her heart.

Ta vanaema oli siin, tema kallis vanaisa.

Her grandmother was here, her dear grandfather.

Haiglaruum oli väike ja hämar.

The hospital room was small and dim.

Maarika astus vaikselt sisse.

Maarika stepped in quietly.

Vanaisa Leelo, keda Maarika nii väga armastas, lebas voodis, pea padjal.

Grandfather Leelo, whom Maarika loved so much, lay in bed, his head on the pillow.

Maarika märkas aknast tulevat valgust, mis laskus voodi jalamile, kus oli suur ja värvikas heegeldatud tekk.

Maarika noticed the light coming from the window falling at the foot of the bed, where there was a large and colorful crocheted blanket.

Maarika süda tõmbus soojaks.

Maarika's heart warmed.

Ta istus voodiserval, haarates vanaisa käest kinni.

She sat on the edge of the bed, grabbing her grandfather's hand.

"Kuidas sa ennast tunned, Vanaisa?"

"How are you feeling, Grandfather?"

küsis ta murelikult.

she asked worriedly.

Leelo naeratas nõrgalt.

Leelo smiled weakly.

"Parem, kui sa siin oled," vastas ta vaevaga.

"Better, because you are here," he replied with difficulty.

Maarika heitis pilgu jahedale haiglatoale.

Maarika glanced around the chilly hospital room.

Väljas olevat sügist oli raske või tunda, sees oli ainult tunda steriliseerimisainete lõhn.

The autumn outside was hard to feel; inside, there was only the smell of sterilizing agents.

Maarika hingas sügavalt sisse, püüdes end tugevaks teha.

Maarika took a deep breath, trying to make herself strong.

Perekond oli öelnud, et Maarika peaks koju minema ja puhkama.

The family had said that Maarika should go home and rest.

Kuid Maarika südames ei olnud rahu.

But Maarika's heart was not at peace.

Ta ei tahtnud lahkuda, mitte veel.

She did not want to leave, not yet.

Öö saabudes otsustas Maarika jääda.

As night fell, Maarika decided to stay.

Ta leidis endale tooli ja kägaras end sellel istuma, silmad suletud.

She found a chair for herself and curled up on it, eyes closed.

Ta teadis, et peab rääkima oma hirmudest ja kahetsustest, mida ta oli aastaid peas kandnud.

She knew she had to talk about her fears and regrets that she had carried in her mind for years.

"Vanaisa," sosistas Maarika.

"Grandfather," Maarika whispered.

"Ma kardan, et jään ilma sinust.

"I’m afraid I’ll lose you.

Ja ma kardan, et me ei lepi ära."

And I’m afraid we won't make amends."

Leelo avas oma silmad ja vaatas Maarikale.

Leelo opened his eyes and looked at Maarika.

Hetkeks oli vaikus, vaid masinate tasa helisev taust.

For a moment, there was silence, only the faint hum of machines.

Siis, vaikselt, Leelo ütles: "Maarika, elu on lühike.

Then, quietly, Leelo said, "Maarika, life is short.

Minevikku ei saa muuta, aga praegu oleme siin koos."

The past cannot be changed, but right now we are here together."

Need sõnad tõid Maarikale pisaraid silma.

Those words brought tears to Maarika's eyes.

Kuid mitte kurbusest, vaid kergendustundest.

But not from sadness, rather from relief.

"Nii on," vastas Maarika, pühkides oma pisaraid.

"So it is," replied Maarika, wiping away her tears.

Leelo pigistas tema kätt tugevalt, ja Maarika tundis tema armastust.

Leelo squeezed her hand firmly, and Maarika felt his love.

Ja hetkeks tundus kõik õigesti.

And for a moment, everything seemed right.

Maarika mõistis, et rohkem kui sõnad loeb see, et me oleme olemas.

Maarika understood that more than words, what mattered was that we are present.

Maarika leidis sellest õhtust uut jõudu.

Maarika found new strength that evening.

Ta otsustas pingutada, et saaks oma vanaisaga veel palju hetki jagada.

She decided to strive to share many more moments with her grandfather.

Maarika süda oli rahul.

Maarika's heart was at peace.

Maarika vaatas veel kord läbi akna sügisesse öhe.

Maarika looked once more through the window into the autumn night.

Ja kuigi väljas oli külm ja tume, tundis Maarika sees soojust ja valgust.

And although it was cold and dark outside, Maarika felt warmth and light inside.

Aeg, mis oli jäänud, oli tema uueks alguseks.

The time that was left was her new beginning.