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When my son, Liam, was born, I held him in a hospital room lit only by the glow of the machines. There were no visitors, no congratulations — just me and this small miracle. I whispered a promise over his sleeping face: “You’ll never feel unwanted.”
Years passed. Liam grew into everything I’d ever hoped for — hardworking, kind, determined. By fifteen, he was already fixing engines part-time. By seventeen, his hands carried the same confidence my father’s once had.
The Birthday That Changed Everything
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