I, a baby of October, was born at the high point of the seasons, when the harvest is reaped.
It seems a lot of people i know carry a natural affinity for the month of their birth. I'm not sure if it's the idea of happy spirits, or the deep down remembrance of our first looks at the world during this time, or some other natural miraculous reason. Whatever it is, I'm in love with October: the smell, the sights, the feelings.
I turned nineteen yesterday.
I got a call from my mom saying my cousin was in labor. I was completely ecstatic. Had it been years earlier, i'd probably be upset at the thought of sharing a birthday, but how selfish would that have been?
What better of a gift is there, to me & the world, than a new life?
A new beautiful little light of the universe, Amaiya Julianna.
welcome to the world, tiny wonder.
We'll forever be connected in our libra spirits.