My best friend walked toward me, her eyes shining with both pride and humility. Her voice was steady but low, filled with unspoken emotion.
Her words struck me deeply.
For weeks, I had seen only her sadness, her exhaustion, her uncertainty about the future. But while I thought I was saving her, she had been quietly saving me, too—building something beautiful for the child I loved more than anything in the world.
Tears filled my eyes. I knelt down, pulled my son into my arms, and looked at her with gratitude.
The Lesson I Learned
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