“There were more colors than I had ever seen before and it was so beautiful! I heard music and I was warm and happy”. These are the words of my, now five year old, daughter when she described to me her point of view of my worst nightmare.
July 11, 2010 was a pool-side reunion at my in-laws’ home with around 50 in attendance. The sun was out, the laughter was flowing and reminiscent talk was echoing from one conversation to the next. My husband and I were in the pool talking and intermittently playing with our four year old and twin two year old daughters, while holding our newest addition as she discovered this larger-than-life bathtub.
The veil of serenity was suddenly pierced with a few short words muttered by a man I had never met before sitting on the balcony above. “Is she okay down there?” More