He Left the Day Our Son Was Born — 25 Years Later, We Met Again

perfect. It wasn’t easy. But it was ours.

There were mornings filled with rushed breakfasts and missing socks. Evenings spent helping with homework I barely remembered how to do. Weekends that felt too short and responsibilities that felt too big.

But there were also small, quiet victories.

His first day of school.

His laugh—unrestrained, contagious.

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