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By the firelight, in the most comfortable chair, my son and I are at perfect peace. I wonder how this world existed for me, without him. I reflect upon all of the decisions in my life (good, bad, and seemingly irrelevant) that led us to this moment, and I'm thankful that I have been so lucky. I am humbled by the scope of the miracle of new life. Again, my perspective has changed in ways I never knew I needed. I could stare at his tiny, monkey head for hours. In fact, I do.