What We Lost.
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Last published Thu, Jun 26, 2025
They say the day your child enters the world is the best day of your life. For me, it was the best and the worst. It was as if my whole world was complete, but completely destroyed all at once. How does one handle such confliction of emotion? How was I supposed to be expected to have it all together for my child when I could barely get myself up each morning?
How?
Why?
These questions echoed in my head every single day. I felt as if I was going mad. Mad with grief and anger and confusion. Grief because of what my son and I had lost, anger because I couldn't fully help myself let alone my son, and confusion because for the life of me I could not comprehend why this happened.
Why did she have to be taken from us?
***
Nina was just your average everyday preschool teacher. She put her heart and soul into her work. It was her passion.
Damien was much more complicated. Falling in love with his high school sweet heart and starting a family so young just for it all to fall apart on what was supposed to be the best day of his life.
What happens when the sweet, kind, and beautiful teacher of his son Garrett comes into the picture to help pick up the pieces?
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