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One afternoon, about a week later, I walked into the living room and found Sarah sitting by the window, Maria in her arms, sunlight coming through the glass.
She turned to me.
“You know what’s funny?” she said.
“What?”
“I thought losing Tiffany would feel like losing something important. But it feels like I finally got something back instead.”
She smiled slightly.
I nodded.
Because I knew exactly what she meant.
“It feels like I finally got something back.”
And as I looked at my wife and daughter in that quiet moment, one thing felt certain.
We didn’t lose anything that day.
We just made room for what actually mattered.
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