After nearly a decade of heartbreak, hope finally found its way back to us.
Ten years.
Ten years of injections, hospital visits, silent prayers, and tears that no one ever saw. Every negative test felt like a quiet confirmation of something I feared the most — that my body had failed me.
So we made the hardest decision of our lives.
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