September- "We both remember how bright it was in our eyes".

I was adopted in 1948, but had really clear memories of my short life with my birth mother. While being born, I remember that I seemed to zoom in and out of my baby body from my birth mother's womb in Natchez, MS. Years later, I recalled this event to her after I found her when I was 30: the home, the bluff in Natchez on the Mississippi River, and the exact room. I remembered the doctor who told her, "The next time you decide to be a bad girl, maybe you'll remember this!" She was in a lot of pain and this was her fourth birth out of wedlock.        There was an old fashioned tin plate lamp hanging directly over my mother's body on the delivery table with a bright light. She verified this to me. We both remembered how bright it was in our eyes. There were long windows from floor to ceiling. The wind outside, directly from the river's bluff, was blowing the windows so hard that the glass panes sounded like they would break. She verified this as well.       I remember an antebellum home of dark old red brick with green ivy. When I went there during my search for my past  the house was white, so I thought I was wrong. Later, she told me it had been red brick with ivy when she lived there, and she had her picture taken with me on the lawn in front of it at three weeks old, while waiting for the station wagon to take me and three other children to the adoption home in Jackson.  Even without ever seeing the photograph, my crystal clear memories are enough to prove the reality of it all to myself, but I am still so grateful that I had someone to share with them. Susan Arnett, Natchez, Mississippi Artist- Deep Fried Goodness, Nova Scotia, Canada   Deep Fried Goodness' Flickr