I tried everything not to look like something was wrong and it became very evident that I was sending mixed signals when one particular day the blinking was out of control and someone winked at me. I thought to myself, “He thought I winked at him!”
Imagine a mother and father waiting for the arrival of their unborn child. When the day they have anxiously awaited for arrives, their child is born with severe defects, such as cleft palate, club feet, or any other disfigurement.
