That night, after tucking David into bed, I sat for a while, thinking. And I realized something: change isn’t always something to fear. Sometimes, it gives us new families, new friendships, and new beginnings in places we never expected.
Our story didn’t end — it simply transformed. And as I watched David grow surrounded by people who loved him deeply, I understood that love takes many shapes — and the most beautiful endings are often the gentle, quiet ones… full of hope.
