My Son Sent a Gift to a Stranger Overseas – He Had No Idea He’d Be Walking down the Aisle with Her Years Later

“And maybe nobody’s giving them the tools.”

He wrote a letter on lined paper, tongue sticking out in concentration.

When he finished, he tucked it into the box. Then he grabbed his photo from the fridge (the one where he was grinning with two front teeth missing) and added that too.

“So they know I’m real,” he explained.

When we dropped the box at church, Tyler held it for an extra moment.

Life moved forward whether we were ready or not.

Tyler hit middle school. Started playing soccer.

Got taller.

Then, one morning, Ron didn’t wake up.

A massive heart attack in his sleep stole him from us.

Tyler was 16, and suddenly I was watching him try to be the man of the house. He started helping with bills, mowing the lawn, and checking on me at night.

We survived by holding on to each other.

Years blurred. Tyler graduated high school.

Started community college. Worked part-time. Built a life that looked normal, even though we both felt Ron’s absence like a missing limb.

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