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"Later that night, my son was born.
‘I want to name him,’ my mother said. I hated her first suggestion: Ronald.
‘How about Roy, then?’
‘Oh, my gosh, Mama, no.’
She thought for a little while. ‘I’ve got it—MICHAEL.’
‘That’s it,’ I said.
By then I was used to seeing my babies born with funny looking heads, so I wasn’t alarmed by Michael’s. The two other things I remember about him as I held him for the first time were his big brown eyes and his long hands, which reminded me of my father-in-law’s.
‘I bet I was an accident!’ Michael has teased.
You are not alone, I am here with you. Though we’re far apart, you’re always in my heart.