March 9, 1974

by | Mar 9, 2012 | Celebration, Childhood, Gratitude, Hope

On the cusp of spring, night inky, I joined the world black and blue, into the hard light of a Seattle hospital. Big and round body, eyes on their way brown. My mama, gaze warm and hair long, ached to hold me, touch me. It was an amazing day, my papa says. A girl, I...

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