My future son showed up in my room the day after I found out I was infertile.

Becoming a mother is an extraordinary journey in a woman’s life. I once envisioned embracing my newborn, soothing him to sleep, and singing lullabies. However, not every dream becomes reality, as infertility became an unexpected challenge.

Infertility hit me like a punch, leaving me feeling powerless. I questioned why God seemed so harsh. Why did my prayers go unanswered?


My faith in prayer and God waned, yet a peculiar event unfolded the next day: a little boy peacefully slept in my room, my baby.

My husband and I faced the harsh reality of childlessness. Conversations with Meryl, our housekeeper with a history of struggles, provided solace, making me feel less alone.

Though Meryl encouraged me to believe in God, my skepticism lingered. Everything changed after discovering my infertility. Returning home, I found a note next to a charming boy in my room, claiming he was my future son, a mistake for Meryl.

Confused and with Meryl unreachable, we sought help from the authorities, leading to the boy’s adoption into our family.

Concerned about revealing the truth to Adrian, our adopted son, I sought support in church, fearing the potential loss of my son.

Eventually, we shared the truth with Adrian, who suspected it. He wanted to find his biological parents, leading us to Meryl, his grandmother.

A heartfelt conversation between Adrian and his grandmother, Meryl, brought about a healing bond, leaving Josh and me in tears. Their past hardships were heartbreaking, but they learned to appreciate life’s blessings.

Now, as a united family, we cherish the love and forgiveness that defines our present, grateful for the journey that brought us together.

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