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I’m learning, day by day, that ; it simply transforms. My baby will grow up hearing stories of a man whose love continues to guide us, and whose memory will be a living part of our family.
Living this dual reality requires a unique kind of bravery. Claudia’s days are a delicate balance of doctor’s appointments and legal paperwork, of nursery decorating and estate management. She navigates the "firsts" of motherhood—the first kick, the first ultrasound—without the person who was supposed to be by her side. Yet, in this void, she has found an inner reservoir of strength. She is "stepping up" by refusing to let bitterness define her child’s entry into the world.
She looked at me, puzzled. “My what?”
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