At My Husband’s Funeral, I Opened His Casket to Place a Flower — and Found a Crumpled Note Tucked Under His Hands

The handwriting was neat, careful. Blue ink.

“Even though we could never be together the way we deserved… my kids and I will love you forever.”

For a second, I didn’t understand the words.

Then I did.

Our kids.

Greg and I didn’t have children.

Not because we didn’t want them.

Because I couldn’t.

Years of appointments, tests, quiet bad news. Years of me crying into his chest while he whispered,

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