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The Sacred Weight of Small Beginnings
Not all beginnings are loud. Some arrive in whispers—a hand squeeze, a door opening, a silent hope breathed into the stillness of a new room.
Sarah and I moved through the rooms quietly. We didn’t need words. Every glance was a conversation. Every smile, an agreement.
We weren’t just buying a house. We were choosing the next chapter of our story.
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