I smile whenever I see her.
And it’s one of those smiles that isn’t latched on to some hidden agenda. Nor does it conceal pain or anxiety or uncertainty. Rather, it’s freely expressed from ear to ear and with all the happiness and joy that rightly accompanies it. The moment she was born I felt like a different person; a sudden transformation — as if I had leveled up somehow. It puzzles me, even today, how I could be so proud of something that has only breathed the free air less than 24 hours.
Yet, I was. And I was the happiest man in the universe.