Meet Persephone -- 17 May 1978

My father and I were in the waiting room trying to keep Gabriel occupied while the Healers helped Monica give birth; father's were not allowed in the birthing room.  I was alright with that.  I did, however, leave my son with his grandpa when the Healer told me that I was allowed to see my wife and new daughter.  I held onto my girl and looked over at Monica.  "Are we going to stick with the name we thought of if it was a girl?" I questioned, seeing little red strands of hair already on her pale little head.

Monica nodded, smiling over at me and our daughter.  "Persephone Talia Ollivander," she said quietly, "it sounds almost like she's royalty."  She took Persephone back into her own arms when she said that.  I looked at her and grinned.  "Would you bring in Gabe to meet his little sister?" she requested.

I went out into the waiting room again and found my dad and son.  "Gabe, you have a little sister!  Would you like to meet her?" I asked.

I left Grandpa and ran towards my dad, ignoring the warnings from my grandpa about not running and that I could hurt myself.  "Yea!" I said, giggling.  "I wanna meet her!"

I smiled at my dad and took hold of Gabe's hand.  "Her name is Persephone," I said to my son as we walked towards the room.

"What?  That's a weird name," I said to my dad.  "I don't want to call her that."

I chuckled at Gabe's response.  "Well, what would you like to call her, then?" I questioned, wondering what he would come up with.  While she was little at least, perhaps we could call her that to make Gabe feel special.

I looked at my dad. "Can we do Liv? Like for our name? That way we can always know where she belongs,"I said looking at my little sister. She had almost no hair and she was all pink. "Is this ok?"