Touched

No, not touched like my uncle did me when I was five. Not that kind of touching.

I read this story today, written by a 18-year-old emergency room attendant about the experience of taking a baby in that the baby’s mother did not want. It was poignant, and strangely enough, was one of the most interesting things I’ve seen on the net in a long time.

Read it. But don’t judge the mom. She did something noble. At least she didn’t leave the baby in a dumpster.

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