That was years ago. Today, Ray runs through my kitchen, demanding snacks with the confidence of a healthy, mischievous little boy. My daughter-in-law texts me photos of his first day of school, his missing teeth, his crooked little drawings.
We still remember those hard early days. But now? Now we have something stronger than misunderstanding—we have a bond forged in fear, healed by love, and made unbreakable by time.
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