Fauna: 05.28.2013

Fauna
noun \ˈfȯ-nə, ˈfä-\  
animal life; especially : the animals characteristic of a region, period, or special environment


They say in the moments before you die, your whole life will flash before your eyes. In the moments before we became “we” my entire future flashed before mine. I just knew, we were destined to be a family.


It was exactly at 8:51am on August 14th, 2010, that she took her first breath. Still attached to my body she blinked and looked around. There we were. A trio. A tribe. A family. Her face, a face I had never seen before, was so familiar. Her expressions were her own but generations of family showed through. She looked just like her daddy with a touch of myself.


As she grows the connection between my husband and I is apparent. It is in her face. She has grown to look a lot like my baby pictures. But those eyes, those giant, expressive, intoxicating blue eyes. Those came from her father. My face with his eyes. We are forever joined in her face.


Growing up I didn’t have much contact with my biological father, the one parent I so closely resembled. I was surrounded by siblings and cousins who looked like their parents. I felt a little like an outsider. I craved that connection. That undeniable link to my people.


And now I have it. The small person that I created with the man I love. Undeniably mine. She not only physically resembles the both of us, she also has our mannerisms. A product of her environment.


I no longer crave a connection. I created one. Me. My husband. My daughter.


They are my people. 

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