When Love Finds a Way Back — Even After Goodbye
When my wife, Anna, passed away suddenly at twenty-seven, the world around me lost its color. Every morning felt the same—quiet, heavy, and too big for one person to handle. Our four-year-old son, Noah, became my reason to move forward, even when my heart couldn’t keep up. Still, some nights, I’d reach for her side…
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