I Came Home With a Prosthetic Leg and Found My Newborn Twins Abandoned. Three Years Later, a Document Led Me to My Ex-Wife’s Door
The twins had matching yellow ribbons in their hair, though Katie’s was already coming loose.
“I used to think rebuilding meant returning to the way things were,” I said.
“For a long time I measured every day against the person I had been before my injury.
But the people who helped me made space for something different.
They didn’t ask me to pretend the loss was easy.
They helped me learn what was possible now.”