For twenty years I believed my mother abandoned me because she didn’t want me. When she finally returned with a grocery bag of homemade cookies and a stack of unopened letters, I discovered the truth had been hidden from both of us all along.
The hardest part about growing up in foster care wasn’t changing houses. It wasn’t changing schools. It wasn’t learning how to pack your entire life into two trash bags. The …
For twenty years I believed my mother abandoned me because she didn’t want me. When she finally returned with a grocery bag of homemade cookies and a stack of unopened letters, I discovered the truth had been hidden from both of us all along. Read More
