Today my son is seven, and today I am grateful.
Today is not a day for what ifs and might-have-beens. It is not a day for grief, for tears, for wishing things had been different. Because before me stands a child who might never have been born, were it not for the brilliance of science. Before me stands a child who would never have survived, were it not for the dedication and the skill of the doctors who looked after him.
I might have lost, but look what I still have.
Today I am grateful.
