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To My Son, the NICU Survivor: You Are My Sunshine

On the evening of September 14, just 12 hours after the dust and the chaos of the day had settled in for the night, I walked up to the NICU to see you.

I sat helpless outside of your isolette watching you through the clear glass — you were too little to hold, too fragile to rock.

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