A Day to Remember
27 years ago today I remember as if it was yesterday. I woke about 1:30am. It was time to get up and drive the hour and half to the hospital. Some short hours later my youngest daughter was born and she sure let the world know she was alive.
Emma was a go getter from day 1, well being an Aries it doesn't surprise me. When she puts her mind to something, she goes for it, no mucking around. She loved her soccer and played it for many years even though her closest friends didn't.
She loved dressing up for parties too.
Another thing she loved to do was dance. All through her school years she was in the front line as she learned the steps quickly and others like to be behind her so they could follow. At high-school she joined the smoke-free challenge for several years. This is a dance performance, a challenge between high-schools. We even got to see her on TV when it was broadcast.
Emma also enjoys sewing. With my help she made her first ball dress which she designed herself.
When I first started talking of making a trip to the States, Emma thought she might stow away in my suitcase...
...but before she could stow away, she met her husband-to-be Chris, American born and now a New Zealand citizen. As it happened, they were able to make a trip to America together which had to be more fun than being stuck in the suitcase.
Chris graduated in Christchurch, if my memory serves me right, in 2006.
Later that same year, they both moved to Auckland to live.
In September 2010, just after Christchurch's 7.1 earthquake (which Emma happened to experience as we were both busily making the dresses), Chris and Emma were married.
It was a wonderful day except for the rain. It didn't just rain, it poured. Being an outside wedding the ground was so wet that our high heels sunk into the ground which made it really difficult to walk and at times it rained so hard that even the ducks were running for shelter.
I have a lot of fond memories of Emma growing up. One I will always remember is the delivery of a huge bouquet of flowers on mother's day. She had entered a competition on the radio for why she thought her mother deserved the wonderful bouquet and had won.
Another as we were travelling through the Lewis Pass to Christchurch from Nelson. I wonder who that snowball is aimed at?
But I think the best memory of all is the beautiful little granddaughter she gave me. Amy was born 27th December 2011 and is now 15 months old.