5 thoughts on “05-22-95”

  1. This was the day my first son was born. I had a c-section and my anesthesia had worn off a bit and I can vividly hear the doctors talking as I lay there on the operating table. They were talking about death while simultaneously assisting the birth of a new life. The irony of it.

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