It didn’t feel like heartbreak or surprise — more like a natural page turning in our shared story.
I looked at Aaron and smiled softly.
Later that night, after tucking David into bed, I realized something: change doesn’t always have to be frightening.
Sometimes it offers us new families, new bonds, and new beginnings we never saw coming.
Our story hadn’t ended; it had simply evolved.
Watching David surrounded by people who loved him reminded me that love wears many forms — and that the most beautiful conclusions are often quiet, gentle, and full of hope.
