“I was afraid too,” he said, kneeling again just as he had years before. “But never of you.”
Gabriel ran toward them, wrapping his arms around his father and resting his hands on his mother’s wheelchair.
“Mom, you’re the strongest woman in the world,” he declared seriously.
Emily cried — not from pain, but from understanding.
Her life hadn’t been ended.
It had been redirected.
Whenever someone asked Daniel if he regretted spending his entire savings to marry a woman in a wheelchair, he always answered the same way:
“I didn’t spend it. I invested in my life.”
Because that marriage was never a sacrifice.
It was the greatest blessing he ever chose.
