What's your very first memory?

My very first memory was one of pain. I was standing in my crib and had the most intense pain in my right hip. I was crying for help and it finally arrived. I was picked up by someone who took my pain away. It was years before I learned why I was in pain and who came to my rescue.

One of the pins that held my cloth diaper together had come undone and was sticking into my hip. It was my big sister, Lisa, who heard my cries and came to my rescue.

To this day she still comes to my rescue if I need her and she’ll always be my hero.

With Love and Light,
Wendy