I never expected a simple garage sale to turn my entire world upside down.
While browsing my mother-in-law Margaret’s sale, I stumbled across something
that stopped me cold—a pink baby blanket I had knitted for my daughter, Daisy.
The same blanket I believed was buried with her five years ago. You see,
I was told Daisy died the day she was born. After giving birth and holding her for just a moment,
I was sedated. When I woke up, my husband Aaron and Margaret told me there had been complications
—our baby girl didn’t make it. I was heartbroken. Too weak to attend the funeral,
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