My daughters are all fantastic young women in their own rights.
My eldest struggled to accept herself, and I admire the courage it took to face her fears and come out to us as a gay woman as if we wouldn’t accept her for who she is. I couldn’t be prouder to see her now in a healthy, loving relationship.
My middle child lived through an abusive relationship, which ended with a restraining order and so much drama it took her a long time to recover. Today, she’s stronger from the experience she survived as a teen and is now engaged and about to finish her college degree. I couldn’t be happier for her and all that she’s overcome.
My youngest is still soul-searching, and seeing her muddle through the waters is hard. She’s stubborn and not always receptive to advice, so I have to keep faith that the foundation we laid for her will eventually guide her on the right path.
Being a mother is a forever job; as long as my girls are happy and safe, that’s all I can ask for.























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