Little did I know that my near-death experience as an infant would provide me the stepping stone to UNcover my gift: teaching & writing. Since this UNcovery, I have unabashedly dedicated my work and life to giving this gift abundantly – and with audacious joy.
I was adopted from an orphanage in Germany when I was 10 months of age. Apparently, I was so sick when my mom and dad brought me home that a neighbor/doctor told them another two weeks in the orphanage and I would have been dead.
It took my mom three days to get me to eat. Even as I almost fell off a bed, I did not cry out – because there had never been anyone there before while I was in the orphanage. They were too understaffed. When my mom came in to check on me that first night and found me hanging on the edge of the bed (more than half way off), I was not uttering a sound. Not a cry.
Even though my mom did not birth me, she definitely gave me life when both my mother and father brought me home. I remember my mom telling me a bedtime story and that I got to be the star of the story.
Mom would tell me about a mommy and daddy who did not have a baby girl, so they went to a Big House where there were lots of babies. There the mommy and daddy found their little girl and they brought the baby girl home and they all lived happily ever after.
Somehow from this story, there was a magic about my being saved, a kind of purpose to my life.