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a perfect plan.
But because no one in that house was going to face life alone.
We made space.
We adjusted.
We struggled.
But we stayed.
A year later, our home is louder. Messier. Harder.
And fuller than I ever imagined.
Sometimes I still think about that night.
About the laughter.
About that woman who said, “just like his mother.”
She was right.
He is just like continue reading …
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