Today’s prompt is NaBloPoMo: Tell us everything you know about the day you were born. Hmmm…well, I felt like I was sliding down a dark tunnel with a light at the end…hmmm…doesn’t that also sound like how people describe dying? You come into the world the same way you leave? Hmmm…I must go ponder this awhile! I know I was born in a hospital in Boston around 7 in the morning via c-section. I know Dad dropped me on my head (oops! Explains a lot, eh?). I know I was the first live born (my Mom had a still birth before me), so I’m sure there was some anxiety on both their parts. And I know they were thrilled that I was alive and kicking!
Back to work today…sigh…I miss the Cape so much!!! I miss being in the ocean every day, I miss the sand under my feet. I miss wandering the beach looking for shells.