I Buried My Son 10 Years Ago – When I Saw My New Neighbors' Son, I Could Have Sworn He Looked like Mine Would If He Were Alive Today

I'd never once seen Carl cry.

"When… when Daniel was born, he was strong, but the other baby, his twin, wasn't breathing right. They rushed him straight to the NICU."

I stared at him. "You never told me that."

"You were unconscious, losing blood. The doctors were trying to stabilize you. It was the most frightening night of my life. When the doctors asked me to sign forms for the other boy, I just did it. Then the social worker came."

"What social worker?"

"She… she wanted to talk to me about a neonatal placement program. For babies with very poor odds of surviving. She said sometimes families chose placement when the outlook was uncertain."

"You never told me that."

"And you signed?"

"I signed what they put in front of me," he said. "I could barely think. You were in one room, he was in another, I didn't even know where Daniel was, and everyone was talking like I had to make decisions right that second."

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