Well, it wasn't dark or stormy.....but the afternoon my bitty-baby was born was warm and sunny and very much looked-forward-to by me. Her due date was Nov. 1st, but she decided to make an appearance on Oct. 18th. We named her after the wife of a pathologist with whom I had worked in Norfolk, and we didn't find out until several years later that her name means "joy". Someone from above must have guided me to name her that as she has seldom been anything but a joy to us from the minute she was born.
She forbids me to write about her here, but I will say that we almost lost her when she was 2; a crippling Asian flu which evolved into a mis-diagnosed ear infection, which turned into pneumonia and empyema. She was in the hospital for 28 days and suffered a collapsed lung in the process, and other indignities, such as when the intern cut her arm while trying to remove a bandage. Through it all, she was a ray of sunshine.
Today (as everyday) I thank God for saving her, for letting us have her in our lives, to enrich all of us with her presence. Happy 34th birthday, Baby, we love you beyond measure.