SAVED BY FIRE, RAISED BY LOVE ๐Ÿ”ฅ

Sarah didnโ€™t just save me โ€” she raised me ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ”ฅ

I was five years old when firefighter Sarah Lawson pulled me from a burning house ๐Ÿ”ฅ
There was smoke, fear, tears โ€” and then her voice cutting through it all:
โ€œIโ€™ve got you. Godโ€™s got you too.โ€ ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿค

My parents didnโ€™t survive ๐Ÿ’”
I woke up alone in a hospital bed, scared, confused, asking God why ๐Ÿ˜ข

But Sarah came back.
Every single day ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿงธ
With applesauce, small toys, and quiet prayers whispered at my bedside ๐Ÿ™

She didnโ€™t have to stay โ€” but love chose to ๐Ÿค

โ€œIโ€™m not ready to be a mom,โ€ she said,
โ€œbut God put you in my arms.โ€ โœจ

She adopted me.
She called me her girl ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿ’—

Today, I wear the same uniform ๐Ÿš’
When people ask me why, I just smile ๐Ÿ˜Š

๐Ÿ‘‰ God saved me twice โ€”
And my mom taught me how to show up, run toward the fire, and never let go ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿค