Gloria Catherine, who soon became our “Gia” and the second Phoenix rising, finally graced us with her presence on July 18, 2005, about a year and a half after Gina Marie left us. She was then and has since remained the perfectly beautiful storm of a dancer who for so many years would just grab my face every morning and say, “I love you beautiful Mommy” as if she somehow intuitively knew that forcing me into that eye-lock was somehow cleansing, preparing and allowing me to soar through each new day that has become our journey.
And so to it was that my first true prince, my one and only son, had alongside his new sister remained one of my few and only heroes. By that point in his life he had seen, heard and felt more so much more than any human’s fair share of emotional turmoil, abuse and suffering. But my babies were my lifeforce and every breathe that I was taking, and I was determined to find a way to get out of “the web” we’d all been born to. There is nothing I wouldn’t have done, given or sacrificed for either of their futures up to and including myself.