Meeting Nora
A few years later, I met Nora.
She was warm, energetic, and full of life in a way that felt refreshing after so much loss. She had a way of making things feel lighter, easier.
But what mattered most wasn’t how she treated me.
It was how she treated Sarah.
And from the very beginning, it seemed like something special.
They clicked almost instantly.
They talked, laughed, spent time together. Nora included her in conversations, in plans, in little everyday moments that made a big difference.
For the first time in a long while, I felt like maybe—just maybe—we could be a family again.
