After this afternoon, the imagine of a father carrying an infant coffin down the aisle haunts me. It is burns in my mind as I squeeze Mini Me. It will lay next to me as I say goodnight to my husband. It follows me as I make decisions about the future, particularly work.
The little man didn't even have a chance to take a breath in this world. His parents only a fleeting introduction to him in the womb. But it is the smallest of beings that make the most impact and change lives.
I feel helpless and selfish for thanking god Mini Me is in good health.
Smile at the ones around you. Hug those you love. Shake the hands of those you don't.
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| Mini Me Day 17 |
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| Day 17 |
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