Twenty years ago a scream pierced the room. I heard it move clockwise around me while a drape across my knees blocked my view. Eventually the screamer neared me. I saw a nurse smiling as she approached with a very vocal bundle. She held him close to my face so that I could see him. I smiled in return and softly said, "Hi!"
Immediately a hush fell across the room. Silence filled the void that once screamed bloody murder. And I saw two goo filled eyes open and stare at this creature whose voice he at once recognized. My baby knew who I was, and I immediately knew the man that was to be. A few mere moments after being taken from his nine month home, he knew I was there for him.
And twenty years later he still knows. Happy 20th birthday to my heart.
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