“Don’t do it,” my mom said. “It will be too hard.”

When I told her I wanted to adopt Rowan, everyone saw fear. But the moment I first held him, fear never showed up — only certainty. So I chose him 🤍.

When Rowan was little, Christmas was pure magic 🎄. I dressed up as Santa 🎅, his laughter filled the house, and back then… I was his miracle.
Years passed quietly. My health began to slow me down. And without ever being asked, Rowan stepped in — reminding me to take my medicine 💊, bringing me water 💧, sitting beside me when I was tired 🤍.

This year, he looked at me, smiled softly, and said:
“Dad… now I’m Santa for you.”

In that moment, everything made sense.
Adopting Rowan was never too hard.
Loving him has been the easiest, greatest decision of my life ❤️.

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