It was thirty years ago when the world’s greatest mother endured 28 hours of labor before finally going through C–section. After some time certainly not as long as the waiting before that, I caught my first breath of life.
Thirty years after, I can’t be any more grateful for everything. Everything.
This day ranks as one of my best days ever, along with all the others that still play in my head like a scene from a classic film. You’ve all been a part of it, and I’ll hold on to the memory and cherish it like it was just yesterday.