Five years.
Somehow…
Our little boy had become five years old.
Five years since I had stood outside an operating theatre wondering if my whole world was about to change forever.
It had.
Just not in the way I expected.
Lucas Alexander Gray had walked into our lives like a tiny hurricane wrapped in laughter.
The first cry.
The first smile.
The first tooth.
The first shaky steps across the living room floor.
The first time he called out…
“Dada.”
I still remembered Jude bursting into tears before Lucas had even finished the word.
“Oh my baby…”
Jude had gathered him into his arms, laughing and crying all at once.
“You said your first word.”
Lucas, completely unaware of the emotional devastation he’d caused, simply clapped for himself.
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Then came another milestone.
“Daddy…”
