When I invited my mom to my senior prom to make up for the one she missed while raising me alone, I thought it would be a simple act of love. A small way to say, “I see you. I appreciate you.” But what actually happened that night? It became unforgettable—for reasons nobody could have predicted. I’m 18, and last May still plays in my head like a movie I can’t stop rewatching. You know those moments that change everything? Moments when you finally understand what it really means to

I used to think the hardest thing I would ever do for my husband was give him a piece of my body. Turns out, the hardest thing was finding out what he’d been doing with the life I saved. I never imagined I’d be the kind of person typing something like this at two in the morning, heart pounding, hands shaking, replaying memories I can’t shut off. But here I am. My name is Meredith. I’m 43 years old. Until recently, I would’ve told you my life was good. Not