Four days. Four days of pacing, whining, refusing every hand that tried to guide him away from the front door. Until this morning, when they
Month: May 2025
From the moment I stepped into the operating room, I knew I had found my purpose. Becoming a surgeon was more than just a job—it
I never expected to cry at my stepson’s wedding. Not from the back row, watching through a sea of strangers. And certainly not when he