“If you marry that woman with Down syndrome, you’re out of my will.”

“I am,” I said. And that was enough.
My mother never changed her mind. She missed the wedding. She’s missed every birthday Caleb has had.
I don’t tell this story for sympathy. I tell it because someone out there is standing exactly where I stood — being told that love has conditions. That the people who are supposed to be in your corner get a vote on who deserves to be in your life.
They don’t.
This love story proves that nothing is impossible when you choose to love without limits. Want to know how they overcame everything?