By Carla, July 18, 2019 — June 15 ’85. The day of our new born. 8 lbs, all toes, all fingers, strong lungs!! Oh nurse, “She’s not drinking my milk and sleeps a lot!” Anxiety within me building up. “Give her time to be up, she had a long tiring journey during birth. Dollie [the] nurse said, “Is her sugar normal? Is she anemic? Does she have mental issues?” I still persisted.
Finally, my husband, Tati, intervened. “Give her time and give yourself a breath. That means you calm down,” Tati said.
The baby looks pretty normal to me. I tried to chill and respond to my faith: God didn’t give me this beautiful gift just for me to be so ungrateful. Forced to flip the script, and look back at the beautiful angel in my arms.
Then it happened. After a few hours, she cried, she drank at her own time. She was even so beautiful and blessed. My gift…I’ve helped create that beautiful lovely being and loved her truly, even so much more…
Then today’s world hit me – she’s going to grow up in this polluted world…place with mind altering substances, abuse, even my God’s vessels, family of friends, prejudice, discrimination, you name it.
Let’s flip the script again. Thanking God for the best day of my life when she was born. I’ll do my damnedest to protect, love, guide her and her Dad in tow and of course Auntie Eunice’s prayers. Still grateful, thankful she turned out beyond my expectations. This is some of the teaching she upheld…
-Pray seeking superior being, help instead of mind altering substances in happiness or sadness.
-Finish education at all costs. No education instatement in different forms ensue.
-Share a loaf of bread and fish with those who don’t have any.
-Can’t eat the whole loaf or whole fish.
-Loving kindness cured many illness. Little bit of honey… you know what it does.