🎓💔 At my son Daniel’s graduation, a young woman placed a baby in my arms and whispered, “He’s yours now. You’re his grandmother.”
The baby, Marcus—named after my late husband—was Daniel’s son, a child he never knew existed. Shocked but determined, Daniel and I promised he wouldn’t face fatherhood alone.
In time, he and the baby’s mother, Emma, began rebuilding trust. With love, late nights, and shared effort, we became a family—unexpected, imperfect, but ours.