Because both your sisters and your brother were born with pale skin like mine, she smiles- I didn’t expect that, you would be darker!
Your dad returned at 9 am just right after you were born with beautiful roses so many of them it was huge basket, I couldn’t see his face I could just see his fingers trying hold this basket and bring it into the room. It made the room look so beautiful and so bright. And of course I didn’t care that I got a girl instead of boy! I was so full of love and your daddy winked and promised me each year this day would be the same…But not this year unfortunately…she takes a deep breath.
Suddenly Angelina wakes to hear a wheezing sound. She looks at her clock. It is 7 am. She wakes up from her deep sleep and rushes out. Is dad OK? asks Angelina with worry in her voice, turning to go to her father’s room, not even waiting for her mother to respond. Another old memory flashes before her eyes of when she was two, sitting on his lap and playing with his teeth. He would pretend that he wanted to bite her and she would quickly take her finders out of his mouth. She has heard this story too many times before. Usually he would come from work and pick her up, walk to the living room and sit on the old rocking chair which was covered with a baby blue and white blanket. He would put her on his lap and they both looked at the bridge together from their window. They would play that game, how she giggled and laughed. Even though she knew that he wouldn’t really bite but still she would scream and rush to take off her finger from his white teeth.
But today the strong man is lying on bed hopeless and weak. His feet are almost blue and swollen, his knees were weak he was not anymore that strong man. He is in pain. Just pain just pain after this accident at work.. she tries to not cry and came closer to her dad. His teeth look not so white but he is still serene in the
darkness that morning. Angelina feels hurt watching him. He is very sick, very weak. I want my strong daddy she thinks. I wish that I would be sick instead of him. She is crying when he turns and spots her in his room by his bedside… He is awake and as soon as he recognizes her, he smiles, “Here is my princess!!!” Happy
birthday!!! He wishes her and she feels the power of his love.