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Hrm...hard to put things in a list.
The birth of my first baby, a girl. Her room was decorated in pink and yellow and there were dresses in the closet and a beautiful name I picked out when I was 12. Never for an instant did I consider she might be a boy.
The birth of my second child, a girl, she is most like me...she has my heart..but some of my demons too.
The day my step dad died...my mom called said "he is dead" and hung up. I took it so hard I immediately started to miscarry...in ultrasound that day I looked and saw that my baby was a boy...and at that moment I knew things would be ok. His birth was made even more special
The day my youngest daughter was born....my mom got to stay and watch the delivery. She said it was the most amazing experience of her life (she never even got to watch my birth).
The evening I sat beside my moms hospital bed with rubbing her hand and telling her everything was going to be ok, she could go now....she was loved...and watch her just stop breathing....I fulfilled a promise I made her to be there when she passed...she brought me into this world, and I eased her leaving this world.
What else.....The Vatican, St. Mark's Square...all the churches in all of the towns in Europe...most brought tears to my eyes.....I'm not all that religious but damn, it was overwhelming. A gondola ride down the grand canal fulfilling a life long dream..climbing my first mountain...hell...seeing my first mountain....open door helicopter ride over the lava flows in Hawaii..
....every single morning....because every day brings potential to see or do something amazing...to be part of a solution...to make someones day...to make a difference...to be a better person...to just BREATHE!!!
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