My husband and I adopted a baby boy six years ago through a closed adoption, so we were shocked when a woman approached him at the park and whispered, “I missed you so much.” After calling the police, we discovered she was Elena, the paramedic who had saved our son’s life when he was abandoned as a newborn in a freezing gas station bathroom. He had been hypothermic and barely breathing, and she performed CPR for eleven minutes until his heartbeat returned. What made the story even more heartbreaking was that Elena had lost her own baby just two months earlier, and saving our son gave her a reason to keep going. She had quietly followed his journey into adoption and never stopped wondering if he was happy and healthy. She recognized him by the small scar on his forehead and approached him simply because she needed to see that he was okay. She never wanted to interfere with our family or receive recognition. When I learned the truth, I invited her to his upcoming birthday, and she broke down in tears. Sometimes, the people who save our world carry their love silently for years, asking for nothing in return.