Category: What Love Felt Like
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One Pregnancy, Two Miracles
We scheduled our first prenatal appointment just a few days after I returned from my trip. I was still jet-lagged, my sleep schedule completely out of rhythm, but none of that mattered. We were finally stepping into this together — as parents-to-be. With the help of my uncle — a respected doctor here — we…
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The Pattern I Couldn’t Understand
D was adjusting to life in a new country — not just a new city or neighborhood, but a whole new culture, language, and rhythm of life. As her partner, I wanted her to feel at home — not just with me, but in the world around us. So I tried, again and again, to…
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When Love Means Lifting Someone Up
Our family vacation was winding down. The sunsets over the ocean, the laughter at dinner, the shared moments on the beach — they were memories now, tucked away like souvenirs. Everyone felt lighter, refreshed. But as always, vacations don’t last forever. It was time to go back to real life. We returned home, and life…
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Too Good to Be True
It started during one of those strange, suspended moments in time — early in the pandemic, when the world had gone quiet and people were reaching across borders just to feel close to something again. I was living in Latin America, trying to stretch my budget while working remotely, like so many others who had…
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