Whenever someone says pick a number my mind defaults to the same old. Nine.
- When I was in a jury pool, part of Group 9, I knew I’d be on the jury. I wanted to serve…curiosity.
- Elizabeth’s phone number is replete with nines.
- Both of my parents were born in the ninth month.
- Etcetera, etcetera, to quote the King of Siam.
When I was a kid I figured there’d be only one time in my lifetime that would be the perfect day for nines. 9/9/99. Accordingly I planned a party for that day, at nine o’clock a.m. or p.m, or better yet both. It was a fun thought that I kept all my years.
Until the time arrived. My heart was still too sore from my husband’s death in 1996. So I just said a little prayer of thankfulness on My-Day-of-Nines.
I was getting my schedule calendar up-to-date for the coming year when a lovely thought came to me. This is the year when the number 10 will become a once-in-a-lifetime day. 10/10/10. And on that auspicious day Sophia will celebrate her twelfth birthday!
Sophia of the Kind Heart, Sophia the Perfectionist…the straight A Kid, Sophia of Wisdom Beyond Her years, Sophia #13 on the winning-est soccer team around. That Sophia.
Ten, ten, ten.