A Day Worth Remembering
It was an unusually peaceful day. I felt good when I woke up which, at nearly 9 1/2 months of being pregnant, was unusual in and of itself. As I lay in bed, just enjoying the morning, a familiar feeling came over me. A contraction rippled through my belly. I had had contractions off and on for a few weeks but this one was different. I knew I was going to have a baby. Not a few weeks from now, not tomorrow, TODAY!
September 10th, 1977 at 3:01 p.m. a precious little girl came into the world. She was greeted by a loving family and a caring midwife in our home in Topanga Canyon, California. She was 27 1/2 inches long and weighed 8 lbs. She was beautiful, bright and alert. This precious little one was given the name Sasha, which means "helper of mankind".
To this day Sasha has always lived up to her name. Her professional life has given her the opportunity to make a difference in the lives of the people she serves but she has always had the ability to bring a light into the lives of those around her. We used to say that Sasha had a sign tatooed on her forehead that said "tell me your life story". Complete strangers would strike up conversations with her and start telling her their troubles. Sasha would always listen compassionately and give some word of encouragement or support. Sasha loves her family and those she considers friends. As for me, my life is better having Sasha be a part of it. HAPPY BIRTHDAY SASHA! I am so glad you were born my daughter.
September 10th, 1977 at 3:01 p.m. a precious little girl came into the world. She was greeted by a loving family and a caring midwife in our home in Topanga Canyon, California. She was 27 1/2 inches long and weighed 8 lbs. She was beautiful, bright and alert. This precious little one was given the name Sasha, which means "helper of mankind".
To this day Sasha has always lived up to her name. Her professional life has given her the opportunity to make a difference in the lives of the people she serves but she has always had the ability to bring a light into the lives of those around her. We used to say that Sasha had a sign tatooed on her forehead that said "tell me your life story". Complete strangers would strike up conversations with her and start telling her their troubles. Sasha would always listen compassionately and give some word of encouragement or support. Sasha loves her family and those she considers friends. As for me, my life is better having Sasha be a part of it. HAPPY BIRTHDAY SASHA! I am so glad you were born my daughter.
posted by Kathleen Hawkins at 3:01 PM
2 Comments:
Thank you momma! I'm glad I was born your daughter too :)
What a great entry. You cried, huh Sasha? I cried and it wasn't even about me!
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