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It grew into a community, then a family. Through it, I healed piece by piece and eventually found love again with someone who saw my strength without needing my past explained. Grief never disappeared, but it softened, making room for connection and hope.
I learned that life doesn’t always give back what it takes—but sometimes, through compassion, it gives you something new. And sometimes, everything begins with one small, human act of kindness.
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