Write about the most important day of my life.

Here I am again; I am moving along with this 500 word per day 31 day challenge. Today has been a very busy and long day, and I am tired but here goes. There have been many days in my life that were important, but I will talk about the day of my birth. I know what some of you may be thinking, how can I speak about that day? What I know for sure; is that I made my grand entrance into the world on August 29, 1968  at 7:59 am to a single mother who was in her early 20’s. My entry into this world was not an easy one to say the least, both my mom and I could have died that day but if were not for the divine power of God we would have. My mother had toxemia; Toxemia is a condition in pregnancy, also known as pre-eclampsia (or preeclampsia) characterized by abrupt hypertension (a sharp rise in blood pressure). The albuminuria (leakage of large amounts of the protein albumin into the urine) and edema (swelling) of the hands, feet, and face. Pre-eclampsia is the most common complication of pregnancy. It affects about 5% of pregnancies. It occurs in the third trimester (the last third) of pregnancy. Pre-eclampsia can be a sign of serious problems. It may, for example, indicate that the placenta is detaching from the uterus. In some cases, untreated pre-eclampsia can progress to eclampsia, a life-threatening situation for both mother and fetus characterized by coma and seizures.
Treatment is by bed rest and sometimes medication. If that treatment is ineffective, the induction of labor and delivery or a C-section may have to be considered. Pre-eclampsia always resolves a short time after the baby is born. So as you can see things were severe. I was born prematurely at about 4lbs and as you can see I had to fight to come into this world, and I have had to fight for what I wanted all of my life. I used to feel sorry about that at times but, what I realized is that I was destined to be here to serve the greater good. If I did not have a divine purpose, I would not be living today, and I am so glad that I am. I learned throughout the years that how I came here does not define who I am or who I will become. What I know for sure is that I am not a quitter, I fought my way here and I will continue to fight until my destiny has been fulfilled, and lives have been changed. I plan on leaving a legacy of a champion and a winner, and it does not matter how long it takes. I am grateful that my mother survived as well, I learned how to be a fighter for her and I love her for that. She could have decided not to have me but, she chose to have me in spite of having to do it by herself, and I am extremely thankful. Little did I know that part of my purpose for being here would be to help take care of her which I was honored to be able to do.