When my daughter entered this world, the doctor didn’t greet her with joy — he froze.

Angelica never thought a single year could split her life into “before” and “after” with such brutal precision. But life didn’t ask her permission. It simply hit — twice.

When my daughter arrived, the doctor leaned in with that steady, almost reverent focus only someone who’s seen thousands of births can have.

Un jour, j’ai entendu une phrase qui, au début, m’a semblé presque une plaisanterie :

Divné, jak jedno jediné slovo dokáže změnit celý rytmus dechu. Slyšíš ho — a nic.
When my daughter entered this world, the doctor didn’t greet her with joy — he froze.
Angelica never thought a single year could split her life into “before” and “after” with such brutal precision. But life didn’t ask her permission. It simply hit — twice.