a child's question

As my fogged mind makes sense of the jumble of emotions and events in this birth, some things begin to stand out as vivid recollections.

One of those was on the day after Mira was born.

Our other daughter, Sarah, came to the hospital to visit with a grandma. We'd been preparing Sarah for the arrival of her sister, but no one really knows how a child will react until the new sibling arrives.

It all turned out fairly well, but at that first meeting little Sarah was really unsure of what this new arrival meant. She summed it all up in one timid question--

"Can I still be Sarah?"