I've heard that spiritually, we choose the person who will be us when we come into this world. I had seen the Life before me once, shown to me when I was very small. The labor, the heart aches, the horror and trials that lay before me... and I begged for them to take me with them. I didn't want to go back down there. Back to the gravitational pull, to the unavoidable path that lay before me. My heart was broken first, a very long time ago indeed.
"That's just not how this works." Is what I heard in my mind as I was suddenly vacuumed from behind me, back to where I was before in an instant.
Born premature by 5 weeks, and weighing less than 5lbs I had to remain in the hospital until I gained some weight. I don't know how long it took. Camp LeJeune Military Base hospital it says on one of my birth certificates.
I was born Leasure. Adopted into Haar. Then adopted again into Peacock, even though I had been honest with my mother when she asked me if I wanted that man to be my dad. I had no reason at all to doubt what my gut was telling me.
Well, then it was raining. And then he was crying. Out in the rain. If she didn't care what I had to say, didn't believe me when I told her he tried to drown me, then why didn't...