[ WP ] Your young , dying body is frozen into suspended animation . 30 years later , you 're cured . What is life like now that your son is older and more mature than you ?

I feel like I have been flying through the air forever. 
 How long ago was that car crash? I guess my tire fell off and my car did n't really act well after that, and the car behind me... I was spinning through the air, I remember because all of the change in my cupholders were hitting me in the face, and my first thought was to be glad that I did n't smoke anymore or else I'd probably be on fire.. 
 
 It is as if time was slowed down, the shards of glass were coming toward me slowly, like I could dodge them if I ducked below the wheel, but my body was moving slowly, too, and I saw the terrified faces of the pedestrians as my car barrel rolled through the air.. 
 
 `` Momma?'' 
 
 That snapped me out of my reverie. The sound of my sweet, seven year old son, Jack, my sweet, sweet boy. He had his father's freckles and my caramel eyes, and his cute little mess of curls were as blonde as could be. 
 
 But when I woke up, it was not my seven year old that was staring back at me. It was.. it looked like him, but.. 
 
 `` Mom?'' a deep voice, deeper than my boy's. The man it belonged to had caramel eyes, freckles dotting over his nose and below his eyes, a very chiseled face with creased lines on the forehead and a dirty-blonde stubble. The hair on his head was blonde and curly like soft little ringlets, still long, pulled back into a short ponytail, with strands dangling into his face. He was handsome, that boy, and I felt confused, not attracted to him, but that I loved him very much. 
 
 `` Who.. are... you?'' 
 
 `` I'm Jack. I'm your son. You were going to die when I was seven. I'm thirty seven now, it has been thirty years, and I've finally gotten you back. You've been asleep for a long, long time.'' 
 
 I was quiet. 
 
 `` How did I almost die?'' 
 
 He cleared his throat and laid his hands on the bed I was laying in. There was a silver wedding band on his left hand. `` You survived a car crash, but then you went into cardiac arrest.'' I saw tears in his eyes. `` It's been a long thirty years, mom..'' I looked down at my body. It looked no different than I remember. 
 
 `` Of course.. you're still only.. twenty seven..'' he cleared his throat again. `` You're how old?'' I asked. 
 
 `` Thirty seven.'' 
 
 `` You're ten years older. And you're married!'' I gestured to the ring on his finger. `` Married!!'' 
 
 He smiled. `` You're a grandma, too, you know.'' 
 
 A grandma at twenty seven. I nearly fainted. 
 
 `` Where is your father?'' I asked. He coughed uncomfortably. `` Dad kind of gave up on this whole thing. He said it was no use, it would n't work, he did n't want false hope.. he's at home, I imagine.'' 
 
 `` Mom, he is thirty years older than he was when you last saw him..'' 
 
 `` I'm dreaming are n't I? I should just wake up any time now.'' I pinched my arm. Ow. 
 
 `` I'll call him if you want me to..'' he pulled out a device I did n't recognize. 
 `` What year is it?'' 
 
 `` 2044.'' 
 
 I blinked. No it is n't. I'm only 27 in 2044. I should be in my late fifties! My own son is ten years older than me! 
 
 `` Did you go to school? College? Where do you work? What is your wife's name? Your children? How many?'' 
 
 `` Dad is on his way. I sent him a message. As for all that, yes. I went to a really great college overseas for eight years, studying in Science and Medicine, so that I could bring you back into the world. I suppose you could call me a scientist. I'm a professor over at Harvard. My wife is called Allison and our children are two twin girls and a boy. Marzia, Jade, and Adam.'' 
 
 In walked an elderly man. 
 
 `` Dad! You got here quickly.'' 
 
 I looked up at the husband I left behind. He looked unfamiliar to me. `` J-Jason?'' I stared and stared. His cheeks were stained with tears. His pretty eyes were glossed over. Freckles on his face were still there.. 
 
 `` Jason, our son has more education than me! He has three kids!'' 
 
 The old man nodded and wiped his eyes. `` K-Kat,'' he began. `` I did n't think. I never thought you'd come back..'' 
 He broke down at the side of my bed and then looked up at me through sobs. 
 
 And I looked into his eyes and suddenly, he was so familiar. The man I love. 
 
 But I did n't know what to say. 
 
 I turned to my son. `` You know..'' 
 
 `` You should have just let me die.''
