A Second Chance
Child Protective Services looked for next of kin. Natalie had raised Ava alone, working nights, moving often. No one knew about me.
They asked if I’d be willing to take her temporarily.
I said yes—without hesitation.
Once the DNA results came back, things moved quickly. I had to take parenting classes, go through inspections, therapy sessions—for both of us.
She had lost everything. And I had gained the one thing I never knew I needed.
We had tough days.
Nightmares.
Tears in grocery aisles.
Questions I didn’t have answers for.
But we got through it.
Together.
