Marco's Birthday

Marco proudly showed me his Lego castle, beaming with joy.

"Wow, Marco! You're a fantastic builder," I complimented, tousling his hair.

"Can I go play with Tommy?"he inquired eagerly, eager to reunite with his friend after his time in recovery.

"Let me just take your temperature first, alright?"I responded, reaching for the thermometer.

"Your temperature is normal, my love. You can go play with Tommy," I said, giving him a tight squeeze before he dashed off.

I stood there, mesmerized by the sight of him running towards Tommy, their laughter echoing through the room. It was a moment of pure bliss, one that I had feared would never come.

"Thank you, universe," I whispered, a tear of gratitude rolling down my cheek.

"Samantha, are you alright?" Marcus asked, entering the living room.

"I'm fine. Just overwhelmed with emotions," I replied, flashing him a grateful smile.

"I understand. These past few weeks have been challenging for all of us," he said, settling down beside me on the couch.