Life thrust me into the role of father prematurely. At just 17, with the dreams of a teenager, I discovered a strength I never knew I possessed. Today, I look at my little one and know that every smile is a victory. Six months ago, as he was being born, I lost the love of my life during childbirth. Since then, I’ve learned to be both mother and father, facing sleepless nights and difficult days, but also unforgettable moments. The support of friends, family, and even strangers has been my foundation. I am grateful to everyone who encourages us and sends us positive energy. If this story resonates with you, please leave a kind comment: your words make all the difference on our journey. 🙏💛