AUGUST 30 @1:14 AM exactly 32 years ago, i came into this world 1981 August 30 @1:14 AM. no identity, no history, no home. hungry, cold, confused, scared, messy, naked for the world to see, tired from my first encounter with hard work, and completely dependent on people that i didnt even know. the blinding white lights, deafening sounds heard clearly for the first time, crying and stinging from the very first time hands touched me, tasting the first breath of air as i drew it into my lungs, smelling the sterile odor of a freshly disinfected hospital room. all senses aroused with what i consider a common and describable environment today. into an environment alien to me at the time, with my only connection to the life i knew just moments ago severed, i was born. after i was made presentable by the standards of my new surroundings, and an identifying label attached to one of my limbs, i was held for the first time. the mumbled voice that i often heard is clear now with the first words spoken to me. i have no way to know the exact phrase, but i can imagine what it was. the first kiss on my head, the first time my (hair was styled?), so comfortable in the soft textures against my skin, the warmth from the person holding my body that i fell asleep. how long was i held before i was taken away? i do not know. i was carted off to a room full of people with similar stories. some cried out in hunger, some screamed from out in fear or from the cold air, some slept quietly. we all waited to go home, and most did. i, on the other hand, was processed like a time sensitive document, and taken to a staging facility. stored with other people that had similar uncharted futures ahead of them. none of us really had a home yet, we were the product of a situation that did not bode well for a baby. people threw our temporary names into an environment lottery hat and drew our names out and wrote them down on the next available line. our home was found purely by chance, the group of people that would be in our life story was determined, and soon we would be given an identity. if you are reading this right now, you are a part of my story. you were part of a pool of people laid out in front of me EXACTLY 32 years ago from right now. some of you are more involved than others, some of you will become more involved in the future, but you all have at least one chapter. thank you ALL for being a part of me!
Posted on: Fri, 30 Aug 2013 06:14:19 +0000
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