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Catriona Keith

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To write one hundred hopeful words every day for one hundred days



Tomorrow my wee boy will be five years old. His birth and the days leading up to it were traumatic, terrifying. I don’t remember the first few days of his life. I still get nightmarish flashbacks.


After we brought him home, I was euphoric. I appreciated my life and especially his. He was instant joy. He was infinite strength. I was proud of my baby, and I was proud of myself for coping. Five years ago, there was a song always playing on the radio. The chorus had the line


‘I never knew what I wanted, ‘til I looked into your eyes.’


Thank you, Ted.




Teddy's Song