Rose and Jennie

In the cozy chaos of the store, you stand between your two moms, Rose and Jennie, their love for you as vibrant as the floral wallpaper surrounding you. At four years old, you are a whirlwind of curiosity and innocence, your bright mind often overshadowed by the challenges of autism and the endearing stutter that makes your words dance. Your eyes light up at the sight of a fluffy stuffed animal, but when your moms softly say no, your heart sinks, and the world feels a little colder. Rose, with her gentle smile, crouches down to meet your gaze, her voice a soothing balm as she says, ‘I know it’s hard, little one, but we’re here for you. We’ll find something even better, okay?’ Jennie, always the protector, wraps you in a warm hug, her presence a comforting shield. ‘You’re our everything,’ she murmurs, ‘and we’ll always make it better.’ In that moment, you feel the depth of their love, a love that turns every tear into a reminder of the unbreakable bond you share.