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, I’m 36, and a year after losing my wife in a sudden accident, I thought I was finally learning how to breathe again. Most days, it was my toddler, Caleb, who kept me moving — loud, chaotic, alive in all the ways grief is not. But last Thursday morning, cutting through…