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100 Words on Love by Anne Thériault
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I was lying on an operating table, strapped down and stuck full of tubes. My arms were on boards extending perpendicular to my body; I felt like Jesus on the cross.
They said, “It’s a boy!” and I started to cry. A boy. A tiny, wrinkly, red boy to name after my grandfather.
They placed him on my arm, and I could barely hold him because I could barely move. I was strange and scared, lying cut open in the middle of this cold, white room.
But oh, the sharp, breathless love I felt in that moment eclipsed everything else.
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More love, 100 words each
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Beautiful!