After my sister sprayed perfume in my son’s eyes, mom laughed, “if he’s blind now,
Rebuilding. The word resonated with me. It was a promise of a fresh start, echoing with the possibility of creating a home filled with love and safety. I imagined a place where Jesse could laugh freely, unburdened by fear or judgment. With each passing day, I took small steps forward. I attended workshops on job… CONTINUE READING »