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Some people were confused.
Some were mad.
My son found his voice after years of silence, not to ask for something or complain.
He spoke to protect me. And that’s the kind of love that makes me believe my life wasn’t cursed.
It was just leading me to him.
I didn’t date anyone after that. I didn’t need someone to complete me.
My boy is here with me now.
Brave.
Healing. Drawing superheroes with speech bubbles like it’s just another quiet afternoon.
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