Six years ago, the life I had imagined ended. The dream I had clung to for so long, the one of being a mum, was over. Not because I chose it to be, but because life chose otherwise. After a long and painful journey, we lost the two daughters we were meant to adopt. And with them, I lost the future I thought I was building.

For a long time, I was terrified of making decisions. It felt like my life was a narrow path, perched on the edge of a cliff. And every decision—every single one—had one right answer...