I Found a Baby Girl Wrapped in a Blanket in the Forest – but When I Learned Who Her Parents Were, It Nearly Knocked Me off My Feet

My name is Mike, and at thirty-six I’ve lived through more loss than I ever expected to face this early in life. A year ago, I became a widower after a drunk driver blew through a stop sign on an icy Tuesday night and slammed into my wife’s car. Lara never made it home. One moment we were texting about whether our son, Caleb, needed new pajamas, and the next I was standing in a hospital hallway clutching a diaper bag like an anchor in a storm. Since then, I’ve rebuilt my life piece by piece, mostly for Caleb, who’s…

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