They Stole My Baby When I Was 17 — 21 Years Later, Fate Brought Him Back Next Door

voice barely audible, “I’ll try my best to send it with him.”

I stared at her for several seconds. By then, I had absolutely nothing left inside my seventeen-year-old body except an ocean of pain.

But pain, no matter how deep, still leaves room for love.

With violently shaking hands and a borrowed pen, I wrote exactly one sentence. It was all the strength continue reading …