When she walked down the aisle—graceful and teary-eyed—everyone stood and clapped. David, my husband, knelt and whispered, “You were amazing.”

That day could’ve been about what went wrong. But instead, it became a story of love, courage, and family. Amelia kept her flower basket by her bed for months, saying, “Remember when I was the bravest flower girl ever?”

And I always said, “I remember. And I always will.”