A protective resolve
As I walked home, a sense of determination filled me. No matter what challenges lay ahead, I knew I would protect and nurture this baby. I was ready to be the strong, unwavering presence my child would need, and nothing from the past could change that. With each step, my resolve grew stronger, tangled with old heartaches but more certain of the path I was about to take.
A Protective Resolve
Sharing the secret
After my visit to the clinic, I couldn’t wait to share the news with my friend, though I wanted to wait for the right moment. We were meeting for coffee soon, and I figured that would be the perfect time. Just imagining her reaction brought a smile to my face. I was eager to see the look on her face when I finally blurted out everything that had been happening.
Sharing The Secret
