Looking Back and Finding Meaning in What I Once Overlooked
I grew up believing that our struggles were my mother’s fault. While other kids talked about vacations and new clothes, I learned early how to make things last—shoes patched twice over, birthdays marked quietly, and holidays kept simple. As a child, I didn’t understand sacrifice; I only understood comparison. I watched my mother stretch every…
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