My dad hugged me a little longer than usual, as if saying thank you without speaking. As I looked at my son, now sleeping peacefully with his new name fitting him like a gentle promise, I realized something: names shape beginnings, but love shapes everything after. This name would carry not just our hope for him, but the compassion that helped choose it.
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