I watched the skinny white guy with dark hair through my peripheral vision (I’m not nosey) as he cleaned the surface of the table and opened a small clear bag.
Instead of allowing life to happen to me, instead of sitting by powerlessly as things took a turn for the worst, I took the reigns and faced misfortune head on.

May 22, 2013 at 5:00pm | 196 comments

I left my two kids in their father's care in 2006, and they have lived with him ever since. My boys are getting the best care from the parent who is able to do it the best.