Five years ago, I was the happiest I had ever been.
My husband, Matt, and I had spent years trying to have a child, enduring countless doctor visits, invasive tests, and crushing disappointment. When doctors told us that I was unlikely to conceive, I was devastated.
But Matt reassured me, promising that we would build our family another way.
That’s how Emily came into our lives.
She was seven years old, with cautious eyes and a smile that melted my heart. From the moment she entered our home, I felt complete.