10/17/2025
The Morning After I Took Home the Abandoned Twins, I Woke to Strange Noises from My Daughter's Room. I Flung the Door Open, Ready to Scream—Then I Started to Cry. 😭
My 10-year-old daughter, Emma, was losing her battle with cancer, and the chemo had silenced her. Then, on a freezing December night, my dog led me to two small, abandoned twins, Willow and Isabelle, huddled in the woods. I took them home, unsure how Emma would react to strangers.
The next morning, I heard muffled giggling and strange sounds coming from her room. Panic shot through me. I burst inside, ready to separate them, terrified of what the twins had done.
But what I saw froze me in my tracks: Emma, who hadn't genuinely smiled or laughed in months, was sitting up in bed, her eyes sparkling. The twins were draped in scarves, holding a foil wand.
They weren't hurting her. They were doing a magic show.
I realized I hadn't saved them—they had saved us. Read the full story to discover the heartbreaking thing the twins said they used to tell each other in the abandoned shed, and why I immediately started the process to adopt them. 👇