You arrived reluctantly, taking your time. And trailing high drama
in your wake! So that as you quietly gazed at your father in the corner of the delivery room, eight doctors and nurses ran to staunch the river of red that followed your birth.
From the moment you first set eyes on each other, you, and my mother, a special bond was born. In you, she found something she'd been searching for. And you in her.
Twenty two years later. The world still holds you both. Special bond intact. And you, radiating all that is special. First baby. Girl.