Today is my birthday and I’m very excited about it this year!
I say “this year” because to be honest most years I couldn’t care less about my birthday. I mean, it just has never really been that important to me. I love to celebrate other people’s birthdays but not so much mine.
I don’t know if it is because I have a December birthday sandwiched between two major holidays, not to mention my wedding anniversary is just a few days before. But for whatever reason, it has never been a day that I paid much attention to.
But this year is different. I am going to celebrate my birthday, no, my birth month. The entire month of December for me is about celebrating my life.
Not too long ago a friend of mine gave me a whole new perspective on my birthday. Actually, it came from her husband told through her. She said (and I’m paraphrasing), this day is special and should be celebrated because it is the day that I was brought to this earth as a gift. We are all put on this earth for a special reason and we should celebrate that.
That really changed my thinking and reminded me of something very special about myself, the story my mom told me of my birth.
When my mom went to the hospital in labor, ready to deliver me, she was given very grim news. They couldn’t find my heartbeat. Apparently, the cord had wrapped around my neck and the doctors told my mom that she would have to deliver me but I would be stillborn. When it was time for my delivery, after almost 28 hours of labor, the delivery room was filled with doctors and nurses including a pediatrician, Dr. Powell. His role was to call the death when I was born and sign the death certificate.
Immediately after delivery, I was moved over to the pediatrician for the exam. Mom said the room was so silent. After what mom said seemed to be a lifetime, the room suddenly became very energetic and a baby’s cry filled the room.
Dr. Powell was stunned. He told my mom that he had never witnessed what he felt was a true miracle.
Dr. Powell was from that day forward my doctor. I saw Dr. Powell whenever I was sick and every year for my annual physical until I was 18 years old. And every year from the time I can remember, Dr. Powell asked me the same question. “What did you do this year to make a difference in the world?” He would say, “You are meant to be here to do something very special, so make sure you do something this year to make a difference in the world.”
Growing and becoming a mom myself, I know the miracle that it is to bring a life into the world. And I feel that each one of us is a miracle and we have a responsibility to make a difference in the world.
So as I enter my 55th year on this earth, I have a goal. I want to serve as a voice for the conservative Christian women and their families. I want to be a positive source of information and spiritual guidance.
So from the bottom of my heart I want to thank you for supporting me on my mission with my “Just An American Girl” site. I look forward to many years of inspiration and collaboration.
Be Fearless Be Gracious Be Authentic