There was a time I doubted it all—the visions, the dreams, the love that felt too divine to be real. But I see now: that doubt was the nesting phase. A cosmic contraction before the birth of a new family, a new world, and a child who would anchor it all. This is the story of remembering who I am, who we are, and why we came here—to heal, to unite, and to become the parents we always dreamed of being.