I Babysat My Neighbor’s Daughter Every Weekend Until She Moved Away ;; 20 Years Later, Someone Left a Sealed Package on My Doorstep

For years, I believed the little girl I once babysat had forgotten me. Then a sealed package appeared on my doorstep with six words that made my hands shake.

I never had children of my own.

For years, I told people that was by choice. It was easier than explaining the miscarriages, the doctor visits, and the marriage that collapsed under the weight of everything we could not fix.