thoughts on religion, politics, science, and life, from the perspective of a liberal Christian
Happy 20th Birthday Meagan! I'll pray that you celebrate with safe and cautious wild abandon. A Halloween birthday at college can be scarier than The Blair Witch Project! (At least for the parents, if not for their invincable and experimental offspring.) My husband and I have haunting memories of Halloween when it comes to birthing babies...Our first child--had it not miscarried at 10 weeks gestation, in April of 1988 during our first year in the house we still live in--was due to be born on Oct. 31 and would be 18 yrs. old today. Until the past few days, I had not marked or calculated this loss but once or twice in the past 12 years.On Nov. 1, 1995 -- our next pregnancy -- our baby's placenta pulled away from my uterus (an abruption) for reasons never to be medically explained. Despite extreme medical intervention our son Charlie was born a few weeks later prematurely at 22 weeks gestation. He lived only for a few minutes.The next year we took more interest in learning about The Mexican Day of the Dead which is celebrated Oct. 31-Nov.2.I thankfully am no longer haunted by the ghosts of babies past. (I can't speak for my spouse, but I think it is so for him too). We give thanks for our 2 little Halloween witches that went out gleefully extorting candy from our neighbors tonight.In celebration of birthdays and in memory of a birthday that wasn't...here is an excerpt from an Aztec poem published from the book The Mexican Day of the Dead by Chloe Sayer. To me is seems rather like a birthday celebration!"Rejoice, rejoice,My flower king:you own many jewels --we do not come again:only onceyour heart knows the earth.
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