🌱 I chose Sam — and he became my light.

🧸 At the orphanage, he never expected to be chosen. Dark skin, quiet eyes, a broken toy clutched in his small hands. The world had already decided he was too much… or not enough. I spoke his name softly — and when he reached for my sleeve, my heart answered before my mind ever could 🫶.

🌙 That first night, he lined his little shoes neatly by the door, ready to leave if he had to 👟. I left the light on — a promise he didn’t have to ask for. A silent vow: you’re home now.

❤️ Years passed, and the roles slowly shifted. Today, he drives me to appointments, reminds me to eat, tucks me in when my strength runs low. The same hands that once held a broken toy now steady me with love, patience, and devotion.

🌱 The boy the world overlooked became the one who keeps me alive.
✨ Sometimes the greatest rescue is choosing — and never letting go.