Hello, everyone. I need to share something that has weighed heavily on me. A few years ago, I graduated, a day I had worked so hard for and was incredibly proud of. I was excited to share this milestone with my family, especially my parents. However, their absence that day has haunted me ever since. As I sat among my classmates, I kept scanning the crowd for my mom and stepdad, convinced they were somewhere in the sea of faces. “They’re probably running late,” I kept telling myself.
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