Kathleen said: What an incredible story about your birth jen! I love your framing of the story--Auntie said too soon, Mom said too late, and Jen said just right. Sounds like Goldilocks and the Three Bears!
You have no idea how tickle-gorgeous that is Kathleen!!
The other 'surprise' to everyone was the 'fact' that I came out with flaming curly red locks ..... (when my older brother & sister were both brilliant blondes) hmmm... if we go back to the 'circumstances of your birth' being formative - it made me appear
distinctly 'different' from my siblings
Time is like that though isn't it, even in that little tale the perspectives distort the focus and the playing out.... yum.
I still think of all of my life as an adventure, sometimes it speeds up and stuff happens so fast & furiously like you're caught in a storm in the sea being washed and dumped and thrown and raised into the air to just take a breath, then like the ocean tide ebbing I get a chance to catch my breath before the next waves of activity and experience wash over me.
The time thing also became acutely 'real' while I was spending every possible moment with my infant son on his borrowed time in life. The moments of agony and joy were acutely full, a minute like an hour, an hour like a day, a day a week, a week a month, a month a lifetime - literally in his case. I can never again take a moment, any moment, for granted - nor can I bemoan the too much or too little of anything in life. We truly do only have this moment to LIVE.
If he had recovered, the weeks would have been too long, as he didn't, I could have framed it as too soon, it took gob-smacking honesty and courage and awareness to sit with it, be in it and not wish it any other way.
It has been one of the greatest lessons of my life, and one that I've been immensely grateful for ever since.
Funny, it seems the experience of our birth may be 'relevant'.
Our rights start deep within our humanity; they end where another's begin~~ SmileyJen