cherish every moment

‘This is weird, but I feel like I know you.’ My heart dropped. ‘Were you adopted?’ Yes. ‘How old are you?’ 40. ‘I gave birth to a child 40 years ago.’: Woman gives son up for adoption, runs into him 40 years later at supermarket

“The mutual dreams. The age. The feeling. It all seemed to align by some inexplicable magic. He didn’t speak. He only sobbed, my tears flowing with him. I was never a believer in miracles. But this? This felt like a miracle of the utmost kind. The universe brought us together. It’ll take an army to tear us apart.”

‘I blacked out and collapsed. ‘We’re taking your baby,’ I heard someone say. I woke up not knowing where I was. I tried to tell them I was in pain, but couldn’t talk.’

“I saw nurses running back and forth. My parents waited for the helicopter to land. ‘They have to do surgery right now or she’ll die.’ My husband pulled over, went behind a building, and cried. ‘How am I going to raise 4 kids alone?!’ My oldest son was too scared to touch me. ‘I’m scared I’m going to hurt you, mama.’”

‘Momma, when are you gonna get better? I miss how you used to be.’ I could no longer lift her up. I didn’t have the guts to tell her there’s no cure.’

“I was walking down the sidewalk when I suddenly felt like my body was struck by lightning. My legs grew heavier with each step. All I could think was, ‘Something is very wrong.’ Nothing like this had ever happened before. The scariest part is fearing every day that I’ve passed it onto my daughter.”

‘I really love you,’ he whispers. He hugs me and smiles as I put him to bed. ‘No, buddy. I love you more.’: Dad shares touching glimpses of fatherhood, ‘I will cherish this job forever’

“There’s a curtain. My wife and I on one side, Jude and the hospital staff on the other. I’m reassuring my wife she’s doing a great job. Just when I think she might literally break my hand, I hear it. Jude’s first cry. The nurses quickly rush to get him warm. He’s still crying. A nurse motions for me to come over. I lean in, whisper in his ear. ‘Hey buddy.’ He stops crying, opens his right eye, and we look at each other for the very first time.”

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