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

I looked down at Katie, who had pulled her blanket over her nose.

“I’m thinking about a way to work and still be here for them.”

Priya smiled.

“That’s a much better reason to start than proving someone wrong.”

It took months before we built even a rough prototype.

There was no overnight breakthrough, no magical product that solved every mobility challenge.