A Gentle Wave

A pleasant warmth drifted through the air, and my right hand felt wonderfully light. I lifted my raised arm just a tiny bit higher, wiggling my fingers in greeting to the quiet room. Glancing down beside my hip, I noticed a smooth white bottle resting on the colorful striped blanket. Curious, I gently leaned forward and tapped its cool plastic surface with my fingertip. It gave a soft, tiny wobble, proving that my hands could truly touch and feel the bright world around me.