
And I meant it.
Years later, when one of them called me Mom without thinking, I understood the truth that changed everything:
I wasn’t discarded because I was worthless. I was redirected. I wasn’t broken. I was rebuilt.

And I meant it.
Years later, when one of them called me Mom without thinking, I understood the truth that changed everything:
I wasn’t discarded because I was worthless. I was redirected. I wasn’t broken. I was rebuilt.