They say miracles come when you least expect them. But as I sat in the park, drowsy from another failed fertility treatment, I never imagined waking up with a newborn baby in my arms and a note in her tiny hands that would shatter my world into a million pieces.
Some days change your life forever. For me, it was an ordinary Tuesday in September when my world turned upside down. I’m Grace, 35 years old, and for eight years, my husband Joshua and I have tried desperately to have a child. We’ve endured countless treatments, shed more tears than I can count, and watched our dreams slip away month after month…
