I adopted 4 siblings who were about to be separated — a year later, a stranger showed up and revealed the truth about their biological parents.

2 years ago, my world collapsed. My wife and our six-year-old son died in a car accident.

After that, I wasn’t really living. I just went to work, came home, and slept on the couch because the bedroom hurt too much.

One evening, while scrolling through Facebook, I saw a post from a local child welfare organization. They urgently needed a family for four siblings — ages 3, 5, 7, and 9.

Their parents had passed away, and since no one was willing to adopt all four together, the system was planning to place them in separate homes.

I closed the post, but I couldn’t stop thinking about them.

They had already lost their parents, and now they were about to lose each other.

The next morning, something inside me pushed me to drive to the orphanage.

One of the caregivers at the orphanage told me that separating them was considered “”the best option”” because no family was willing to take all four children.

My chest tightened.