Intentional

I have a rule book that I have kept next to my bed. I read a bit of it every night to remember the child I was. I was declared alive at 3:36 a.m. on what was to be the sunniest day of winter 1977. The doctor was put out that mom went down to birth so early in the morning, but then she had been in labor since 4 p.m. or so the previous day and she no longer cared for the hour. I was born by a rule that she established then and there and put in my book to follow the rest of my life. Rule 1 - Don't cause others pain. (Especially your mother). I have been a good baby since then.