The Day My 14-Year-Old Came Home With a Stroller—and Two Babies That Changed Everything
When my 14-year-old daughter rolled a stroller into our living room with two newborns tucked inside, I thought I’d lost my mind. But a decade later, a lawyer’s unexpected call about millions of dollars would prove that life still had surprises waiting for us.
Looking back, maybe I should’ve seen it coming. Savannah was always different. While other teens were obsessed with social media and crushes, she spent her nights talking softly into her pillow.
“God, please send me a brother or sister,” I’d sometimes overhear through her door. “I’ll take care of them, I promise. Just one baby to love.”
Every time, my heart ached.
Mark and I had tried for years, but after several miscarriages, the doctors told us it just wasn’t meant to be. We did our best to help Savannah understand, but her prayers never stopped.
We weren’t well-off—Mark handled maintenance at the community college, and I taught art classes at the rec center. Our life was simple, maybe even ordinary—but it was built on love.
