Twenty Nine

Terena Scott
May 26, 2024

Today is Rhia’s birthday and just like every birthday before, I am awed by her. Not because she’s still alive, even though that is what astounds her doctors.

I am awed by her because she is ALIVE.

She is still herself despite everything she has had to cope with. She is still kind and funny, loving and fierce. She is a warrior who knows exactly who she is and what she wants. She is far wiser than I ever was at age 29.

She is the most joyful person I have ever known.

Happy Birthday to my fabulous Rhia. I am so proud of you.

Rhia smiling.

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