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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Autumn/Fall (08/27/09)

TITLE: An Autumn Delight
By Angie Wolf
09/02/09


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Eddie is a mixture of Spanish and
Filipino with chestnut-colored eyes and
short jet black wavy hair that frames
his round face. His response to every
question we ask him is preceded by
either “Ma’am” or “Sir”. He is a
delight with a smile that would
penetrate an avalanche. When we saw
him at the orphanage, we immediately
tripped over our emotions, fell heels
over head in love with him, filed the
adoption paperwork, and eventually
brought him home after the required
legal proceedings. I’ve always wanted
a child, but I agreed to the adoption
of Eddie more for my husband, Stephano,
than for me. Today, we stand in the
front of our three bedroom ranch home.
The sun shines through the sky’s cracks
of blue as streaks of white clouds seem
to compete for its attention. Eddie,
Stephano, and I. Our faces are bathed
by a cool autumn breeze and the fallen
golden-bronzed leaves create a blanket
of warmth beneath our sneakered feet.
When Stephano was thirty-two, his
paternal instincts went into overdrive
and he decided to “father” three dogs,
a Siamese cat, two guinea pigs, and a
weasel named Frett. Perhaps his
parenting desire was due to his
upbringing with five younger brothers
and sisters, all of whom he was
required to help parent, in one way or
another. We’d been trying to have a
baby for eight years, since he was
twenty-four and I was twenty-two.
After each attempt, he’d say, “This is
it. I just know it.” But then the
pregnancy test results would prove
otherwise. The minus sign always
seemed like a disappointing ending of a
major motion picture that we had
mistakenly been led to believe would be
satisfying. And then the argument
came. Usually, it was initiated by me,
and more often than not, it ended with
my adamant proclamation that this would
be the absolute last time I’d allow him
to convince me to “try” again. Of
course, it never was the last time, and
I still have yet to conceive. Stephano
looks up at the sky and I know he is
secretly thanking the Divine for His
most gracious gift. “God is good,” I
quietly say. “We ought to go to mass
this morning. Don’t you think?” My
attention suddenly focuses on the three
year old brown bundle of love standing
between me and Stephano. He is looking
up at the sky just like his father with
what can only be described as a
toddler’s countenance of awe and
gratitude. It is a moment that I
choose not to interrupt with words or
motion. I also look toward heaven and
realize that it is standing right next
to me in the form of a cherub, as the
palm of his tiny hand touches mine.
Out of the corner of my eye, I see
Eddie’s other hand touching Stephano’s
and in a matter of seconds, the three
of us have become one. We are a family.


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Joanne Sher 09/08/09
Lovely reflections. What a journey you've been on.