Today I give thanks to God for the birth of my daughter and her powerful and loving life. Thirty eight years ago, after a San Francisco supper of cheese enchiladas and guacamole, she was born right on time. Two earth-mother midwives assisted us. And as she was entering the world, her sister, our pastor and his spouse arrived at the apartment from a baby shower thrown by our small Haight-Ashbury congregation. After our awe and gratitude, she nursed and went right to sleep. She brings blessings wherever she journeys and that makes today holy. Happy birthday dear daughter...
Monday, March 13, 2017
happy birthday dear daughter...
Today I give thanks to God for the birth of my daughter and her powerful and loving life. Thirty eight years ago, after a San Francisco supper of cheese enchiladas and guacamole, she was born right on time. Two earth-mother midwives assisted us. And as she was entering the world, her sister, our pastor and his spouse arrived at the apartment from a baby shower thrown by our small Haight-Ashbury congregation. After our awe and gratitude, she nursed and went right to sleep. She brings blessings wherever she journeys and that makes today holy. Happy birthday dear daughter...
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