The age of reason

Happy 7th Birthday, Billy.

My miracle baby. Born with a knot in the umbilical cord. Reluctant to breathe. The first 30 seconds of your life were the scariest in my life; the next 30 seconds were the the most joyous as I heard you cry. I’ve been threatening your life ever since. You are my biggest challenge, but you are worth every minute, and I love you so.

May the Lord bless you and keep you; may you grow up to be the man He wants you to be; and may He send His angels to protect you day and night, since you need all the help you can get, and the Lord knows I am insufficient for the task.

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