Saving Noah

by Lucinda Berry

I fell in love with him instantly, marveling at his perfection and that I’d grown him cell by cell in my body. My feelings stemmed from the deepest parts of me, parts I didn’t know existed until I had him. He wasn’t a stranger when they placed him in my arms. It was like a missing piece of myself had been returned.

He was my heart, living and breathing outside my body.

This is exactly how I feel about my two sons. It couldn’t be stated more perfectly.

If you did everything right and it still turned out wrong, then what was the point?