Life Before Deaf: The Rhythm of Life ~
Posted by LaRonda on July 14th, 2007(Ch. 2 - 4 of my story of how I became deaf…)
As early as I can remember, I was lifting my voice to the heavens. I easily recall myself as a round-faced little girl rocking to and fro with Mama each Sunday at mass boldly singing our prayers and songs from the Catholic hymnals. In my memories, I can see my younger brother and I looking up at Mama singing virtuously in church, our eyes filled with wonder and adoration as they peered through our whispy, toe-headed bangs. With Mama’s prompting, we’d lift our dimpled chins and pint-sized voices high up toward the rafters, joining the other parishioners in song…
