I reckon the most amazing thing that happened to me, is holding my baby nephew Mathew for the first time in October 1992. I raised him til he was 13 bc his mother, my foster sister was a party animal who partied and drank herself into an oblivion. Ditto with his grandmother.
He was a perfect baby… a handful as a boy, a sweetheart as a teen, and a beautiful young man. I am intensely proud of him.