I remember the day I was born. No other woman can say that!
Gradually, a glow, like the first touch of sunrise, then a brightening, a flickering orange behind my eyelids. I open my eyes. Waterfalls of soft light. A voice, as warm and tender as the light on my face, ‘Hi, I’m your Dad. Wow! You are so beautiful!’
Arms around me. I look up to see a face swimming with emotion. Eyes, oceans-deep with love for me. A smile, oceans-wide with joy.
The voice again, ‘You are so beautiful, my precious one.
I love you.’
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