when you are seriously ill, You can become seriously sentimental very easily and today i woke up humming "It`s such a perfect day....I`d like to spend it with you.."you know the song. This led me to thinking what is/was my perfect moment in my life,and I remember the day I brought my son home from hospital a few days after his birth,and we lay together in bed and his whole head fitted perfectly like a jigsaw in my neck and a surge of peace overwhelmed me.I shall never forget that as it felt like perfection.
I never mentioned this to my son ,but years later ,when he was much taller ,he gave me a cuddle and said out of the blue-"Look mum, my head still fits in your neck just right!" Isn`t that strange?
What has been your perfect moment or is it still to be looked forward to?.
Apoogies if this is a little sickly sweet.
p.s.the moment was with my son ,but my daughter is perfect and not to be left out!.