I Found a Crying Baby Abandoned on a Bench – When I Learned Who He Was My Life Turned Upside Down
The morning I found the baby split my life clean in two. I was walking home after another pre-dawn shift half-asleep and craving warmth, when a thin cry sliced through the city noise. At first, I thought I was imagining it—new motherhood plays tricks like that—but the sound sharpened, desperate and real. At the bus…
