LET’S CALL HER ROSE

It was a relatively warm night they said, even if it was early November. The woman on the hospital bed, was going through a myriad emotions – happy, relieved, anxious, excited. A few months ago, she was in a room similar to the one she was in right now and the memories came slamming in on her. Would the baby survive? Or would she lose her like she did the last one. Would the doctors do a good job or would they botch up what seemed like a normal delivery.

The pains came in waves. She bore it all. Finally, she was wheeled into the operation theatre and an absolutely weak, painfully thin and light baby was born. The man was waiting in anticipation. This was their fifth child. But it seemed like their first born. He was pacing and puffing away in distress.

Finally, the doors of the operation theatre opened wide to announce – it’s a girl. All of 4.5 pounds. A Scorpio child. The nurses decided to call her, Rose – delicate and fragile like the flower. They doted on her and every whimper was attended to with love.

Yes, I didn’t make it easy for my mum, dad or myself.

Life continues to throw challenges at me at almost every step. Perhaps that’s what had me walking the journey I’ve chosen to take at this stage of my life.

You can do anything in this life.
Find your passion, embrace your light.
No other can shine your type of bright.
Dance your dance, whatever it may be.

I’m incredibly thankful to my amazingly awesome parents. My brothers and sisters – they’re a crazy passionate bunch. My friends who’ve seen me through my evolution as the woman I am today.

To the love of my life – living in his heart is like being a cat stretched out in the sunbeam on a windowsill.
Insanely, brilliantly, exquisitely blissful is this life I’m living.

I fall, I rise, I make mistakes, I live, I learn, I’ve been hurt but I’m alive.
I’m human, I’m not perfect but I’m thankful.

Be blessed!