I buried my son ten years ago – when I saw my new neighbors’ boy, I was certain he looked exactly like mine would have if he were still alive today.

sigh.

“We always knew this day might come,” he said.

They invited us inside and told us everything.

Tyler had spent months in neonatal care before coming home. The hospital had arranged the adoption. They were told that the biological parents believed the baby was unlikely to survive.

Tyler listened to all of it without speaking. Then he looked at me.

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