I remember the night I left him. I just stared at his sweet 2-year-old face and tried to take a mental picture of every innocent detail. I knew he would look different the next time I saw him. He would transition from baby to big brother overnight. Our lives would change the next day forever, and he had no clue. I cried like I was grieving, crazy I know. It was like I was saying goodbye to our stage of life with just the three of us, our normal. My mind should’ve […]
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