274: beginnings

My favorite piece of today was mostly not my story at all. I still feel very fortunate to have be a small part of the beginning of someone else's story.

I got to be a part of a little boys first few minutes of life. People almost always call the ambulance when things have gone wrong– sometimes horribly so, it was nice to be there for something that was all perfectly natural and right. . . even if it happened more quickly than anticipated so the little guy joined the world at home rather than the hospital as his mom had planned.