part one of my story
She, Sophie, was the apple of her parent’s eyes. She had been yearned for many years, by her parents, always being told they would never have any children. The parents never gave up. They had their child in each dream the two shared, and they moved ahead in life, preparing a place for him or her in their hearts and home.
The two individuals, joined together and becoming one, could be seen nightly, kneeling at the end of their bed, praying to God, asking him to fulfill the vision of holding an infant, they called their own, in the arms that held this marriage together.
This vow that was created and stamped in love, held two lovely people inside of it. They were both school teachers, each teaching disabled students. They had met in the most uncommon of circumstances. She, Lacey, was from the United States, teaching in a small…
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