I Met My Son’s Bride for the First Time at Their Wedding – Then I Saw Her Cheek, and My Blood Ran Cold

And through Derek, that same love would carry her forward into something whole, something healed.

I whispered a silent prayer.

“Let this be the beginning.

Let them build something strong and full. And let her always know — she was never forgotten.”

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