“The Night They Took Me From My Mother, My Only Thought Was School—And Keeping My Promise To My Brother.”

“The night they took me from my mother, I wasn’t scared of losing her—I was terrified of losing school. It was my only safe place, my only constant. I had made a promise to my brother, and nothing—not foster care, not instability—could break it. This is the story of how education became my lifeline and led me to a future I never thought possible.”

Mom crying while holding newborn boy in hospital

My Child Is All Grown Up, And I’m Not Ready To Let Go

“He uses the verb ‘hang out’ instead of ‘play’ with his friends; he requests gift cards for his birthday, not Nerf guns and Legos; he routinely passes on puppet shows at the library in favor of watching YouTube. On his iPhone. Just as the moon has phases, the same is true of a child.”

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