Eleven years ago today is when my ability to sleep in disappeared for a decade.
It's when my status as a voracious reader became endangered.
It marked the beginning of a six-month period during which I ate perhaps 5 hot meals.
And it's the day when a dark-haired, blue-eyed little boy entered my life.
I wouldn't change a thing.
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