Thursday, 22 August 2013

15

Fifteen years and five months ago my wife, four months pregnant was rushed to hospital.
I was told she would need immediate surgery.
As I signed the consent forms I was told that the baby she was carrying would not survive.
Against all odds the baby did survive, but I was told not to hold out too much hope.
Today, Fifteen years and five months later our dear baby Helena celebrates her 15th birthday.
The house is alive with her teenage friends.


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8 comments:

  1. Unknown22 August 2013 at 12:26

    Many happy returns Helena, have a great day and many more to come. Stay away fae strong drink and weak boys. Always remember that your uncle Jimmy has long arms and good eyes.

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    1. maurcheen25 August 2013 at 12:30

      Chef; With me AND yerself looking out for her I guess she's gonna be just grand! :¬)

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  2. savannah22 August 2013 at 19:25

    she's a lovely girl, sugar! happy birthday, Helena and well done to you and the Missus! ;) xoxoxoxo

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  3. Ms Scarlet23 August 2013 at 04:30

    Congratulations! Miracles can happen.
    Sx

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  4. Exile on Pain Street25 August 2013 at 07:21

    She's looks pretty alive to me! The medical community. Feh. What do they know?

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    1. maurcheen25 August 2013 at 12:32

      Exile/UB; She is the liveliest of the lively! :¬)

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