Once Upon a Time: Redeeming Stories of Rescue

It’s high time we celebrated stories of rescue and redemption.

Stories of when loss turned to gain; when darkness turned to light; when true hope won over hopeless, and when over-comers sung a victory song. 

In the past, my story stayed secret in a young girl’s heart, not wanting to share it. But it’s when we share our stories that they help others, have the ability to heal us, and make us brave souls armed with courage. 

A release my soul has always needed. Perhaps, you too.

Still, I used to struggle telling the world Once upon a time lived a girl. So I avoided recounting my story—reminiscent of my rough start to life. 

My untidy announcement to the world fell short of a glorious celebration. Baby twin girls made their grand entrance early. 

But the early bird doesn’t always get the worm. About to give birth, my mother took a taxi to the hospital alone, not knowing the whereabouts of her husband, my dad. 

Two babies shocked everyone including the doctor. For several days my father remained unaware he had twins—before he saw me and held me.

All 3 pounds and 9 ounces of me laid in a neonatal incubator. Innocence wrapped in a hospital blanket with no clue of the other brokenness lurking nearby. 

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