When she came to us at nine months old, she wasn’t just a baby—we instantly knew she was family. 💞 But with that joy came the ache of realizing I had missed her first days, her earliest smiles, her tiny milestones.
Through the years, that missing piece has been healed by laughter, love, and the bond we’ve built. Adoption taught me that family isn’t written in blood—it’s written in choice, devotion, and heart. 💛
This is our story of love, loss, and the beauty of becoming whole together.
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