Maybe I was pushed out.
I do not remember much about that day. My brain was not fully functioning at the time. Really, I do not remember anything. I do not know who was there, what I did, how I got there, or how I got home. As a required participant, I am sure my Mother was there.
I become an I am. I am a human. I am a child. I am a man. I am a son. I am a brother and an uncle. I am a father and a grandfather. I am a husband. I am a friend. I am a business manager. I am a facilitator. I am an investor. I am a traveller. I am a citizen of plant earth. I am a creator. I am a problem solver. I am a communicator. I am a listener. I am a yogi I am so many roles and personalities with so many unique thoughts, experiences, and relationships. I am unique and special. I am unique. I am different. I am special. I am loved.
It was my first birth day. I was begat. I become a member of that large group who have been begat throughout the past, present, and future.
This day was truly the first day of the rest of my life.
I am inspired and encouraged to write my story so this is the beginning.
This day was truly the first day of the rest of my life.
I am inspired and encouraged to write my story so this is the beginning.
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