one:
one day in 2001, i became a mother. it was then that i understood, like really understood, what love might be.
i have this photo, which was taken shortly after my daughter was born, and i look at myself then all knotted up in green hospital sheets and i'm somewhere else, kinda lost in a smile that is hers and hers only. and, to the exclusion of absolutely everyone and everything else: the fear, the pain, the panic, i'm cuddling her to me. and i can still feel the downy softness and the warmth of her skin...
and i remember the May morning light flooding in through a high window not designed to be looked out of and being simply knocked-out by it all: by her. and her beautiful gazing eyes. and although, of course, i knew that nine months pregnancy would result in a baby, somehow i was nonetheless incredulous.
and my life made sense to me at that point
that day
back in May
two thousand and
one.
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