MY LIFE.

Previously

…We had faced the storm, and though we were battered and bruised, we had, somehow, weathered it. The scars remained, a constant reminder of the night’s terror, but they also served as a testament to our survival, to the enduring power of family, and to the unwavering strength of faith in the face of unimaginable adversity. The echoes of that night would resonate for years to come, shaping my understanding of fear, of loss, and of the profound, unwavering grace that could see us through even the darkest of times.