18: My Daughter, My Son

After the birth of Sarah, after my mother had what she had always wanted for 27 days, life went on as normally as it does for a new family. Everyone goes through loss. We were no different.

About 14 years later, though, we got to know a boy named Josh, and I’m not sure we could have been happier.

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