The Story of Anthony

1996 was one of the worst years on record for me. I had lost a job, changed careers, was still finding it hard to find my feet in the new career, and lost a friend to AIDS. So much happened in just a few short weeks. I found it hard to let anyone in, to accept love or friendship from anyone. I wasn't looking forward to 1997 at all. On February 1st, 1997, my nephew Anthony was born. When I held that little boy for the first time, my heart just melted. I loved him so much, I never even knew I could love that much. He opened my heart back up. It was a long journey after that to let people in and trust people again, but Anthony was the starting point. I still love that little boy, I can't believe how big he is now. He always puts a smile on my face.