I adopted disabled twins after finding them on the street; Twelve years later, I almost dropped my phone when I found out what they had done

A choice guided by love

When we learned that the twins couldn’t hear, some people worried about us. Not us. Julien and I saw neither obstacle nor fatality, only two children to love. Despite a tight budget and a modest daily life, we have begun the process of adopting them. For us, it was not a sacrifice, but an unexpected gift. Our once quiet home quickly filled with laughter, gestures, and a new way of communicating, based on sign language.

Learning to understand yourself differently

The first few years were intense. The whole family immersed themselves in sign language, transforming each room into a space for visual and complicit exchanges. Looks replaced words, hands told stories. I have always refused to have my daughters defined by a label. They were curious, creative, full of life. Léa developed an astonishing artistic sense, while Manon showed a talent for tinkering and solving concrete problems very early on.