I Lost My Twins During Childbirth – But One Day I Saw Two Girls Who Looked Exactly Like Them in a Daycare With Another Woman
I spent five years being told the most important thing I’d ever done had ended before it began. I believed it because I had no reason not to.
I have full custody now.
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Grief is patient, thorough, and very good at making you forget there’s any other possibility.
But here’s what I know now: the truth is patient, too.
It waited five years inside two little girls with mismatched eyes, and then it walked into a daycare on an ordinary morning and threw its arms around me.
And this time, I didn’t let go.
