*Noah*

Pacing back and forth in the healer’s room, I anxiously awaited news about my daughter. Days had passed, and slowly, ever so slowly, Calvin had assured me that she was gaining strength.

It was a long, grueling process, and everyone involved was exhausted. The weight of it all was heavy, and I often found myself on the edge of a breakdown.

I needed to stay strong, be the anchor, though. I needed to keep my chin high for my family and have faith. ...