I took a deep breath and listened to the old bray of my heart. I am. I am. I am.
I am not an accident. My existence came to be because I was planned. That鈥檚 what my parents instilled in my mind as I grow up physically, mentally and emotionally. I loomed after almost 13 years ago when my mother gave birth to a 71 lbs. baby boy. It was around 12:26 in the wee hour of November 25, 1997 at St. Paul鈥檚 Hospital in I finally came out from my mother鈥檚 womb. My parents, Nancy Tomulto and Antonio Supe帽a, were both filled with too much joy and excitement upon seeing me, the product of their love.
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