28 Year Old Memory . . .

 I never had children of my own so when my sister told me she was having a baby I immediately fell in love with her child as if it was my own.  I went to every Dr. appointment with her, took part in the Lamaze classes and even was able to go in the delivery room when Jason was born and cut the umbilical cord !  I knew that he and any other children my sister would have would be my children too . . . and they 
are . . . Jason and his sister Lyndsey are well let me explain it the way my nephew does . . .”We have two moms, with one head”!  Now but back to the memory . . .
When Jason was about 5 or 6 months old my sister and I were walking back from the pool that was in the condo complex where she lived.  I could never get enough of him so of course I wanted to carry him.  We were walking and chatting when all of a sudden my flip flop caught the edge of the sidewalk and in slow motion I felt myself falling with Jason in my arms.  I remember like it was yesterday just thinking “hold him up” . . . “hold him up” so he doesn’t hit the ground!!!  Down I went and thank goodness Jason somehow landed on top of me and never touched the ground.  I was so upset I made Jason scared so of course he started crying too. But my sister, my loving sister would never make me feel bad and just laughed it off to calm me down.  I hadn’t thought of this in a very long time. Funny how other people’s story fuel our own memories!