Fifty-six months after her last classroom exam, Grace walks out of a doctor's office. Her stethoscope rested heavy around her neck that morning.Years pass before the last page gets written, kids underfoot. Then one morning, it just ends.There I am, tucked into a seat beside Amon, Emmanuel — eleven now — and David’s children. Tears don’t stop once during the event. From start to finish, they just keep coming.When Grace steps onto the stage, Peter yells out, “That’s Mama!”Quiet now, says David through tears, his own voice breaking the silence he tries to keep.Falling into her chair, Grace looks tired yet glowing at the dinner. Still, a quiet energy moves through her.“I did it,” she keeps repeating. “I actually did it.”“We feel a lot of pride,” I say to her.“I couldn’t have done it without you. Watching the kids, supporting David, being there when I was stressed.”“That’s what family does.”“No. That’s what extraordinary families do. You could have resented me for going back to s
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