I Took In My Closest Friend’s Child as My Own and Twelve Years Later, One Hidden Truth Tested Everything We Built

January 18, 2026 by ucef

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My earliest memories are quiet ones.

Long hallways.

Metal bed frames.

Days that blended together, marked only by routines and rules.

Birthdays came and went with little notice. So did promises.

I learned early that expecting too much from people only led to disappointment.

Care was temporary.

Goodbyes were permanent.

Then there was Nora.