I was born, I remember it being very dark and warm, and I
felt safe and at peace. I was able to move around. Right before
I was born, I saw a light. I began to fight because I didn't
want to go near it. I knew that if I went to the light it
would be very cold. It was like I was re-living something;
I already knew what was going to happen, and I didn't like
voice came to me and said I had to go to the light, that it
was going to be OK. He said that I was only going for a little
while and that I could come back to him. I felt safe with
him but I still didn't want to leave. He told me just to go
to the light, and to trust him that everything was going to
be OK. I did what the voice told me to do, and went to the
light; it was cold just as I knew it was going to be.
seeing the doctor and everyone in the room where I was born.
It was cold but I started to warm up when a woman began singing
to me (Mom says it was a nurse). I was scared but I knew it
was going to be OK. I was placed into something and I was
scared that I was going to fall out of it. But then I heard
my mom's voice and everything felt OK after that.
I am 27
years old and I remember all this like it happened yesterday.
From time to time I think back on that day and wonder who
the man was; when he said I will go back to him, was he talking