“Being brave isn’t staying silent,” I say. “It’s telling the truth before it’s too late.”
For a long time, I thought Joshua wanted to give me a family so I wouldn’t be alone.
The truth nearly destroyed us.
But it also saved us.
Because love built on silence can only survive for so long.
Love built on truth, even painful truth, has a fighting chance.
And every morning now, when Matthew and William thunder down the stairs and Joshua burns the toast while pretending he meant to, I look around at the chaos we almost lost.
And I know this is not the life he tried to leave behind for me.
It is the life we fought to keep.
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