end of a quiet street.
A little boy with Caleb’s eyes.
A girl I hadn’t seen in years.
And a loyal dog who somehow remembered my son even when I was struggling to remember what life felt like before losing him.
So here’s the real question:
When grief unexpectedly gives you back a piece of the person you thought you had lost forever, do you let the years of silence harden your heart, or do you make room for the family you never knew was waiting for you?
