We share morning coffee and evening gossip, like the family we chose to become.
When people ask about their parents, they simply say, “Grandma raised us,” with the kind of pride that makes my chest tight with happiness.
I may have lost a daughter in all of this. But I gained two incredible human beings who remind me every day what real family means.
And you know what? I wouldn’t change a single thing.
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