I hung up the phone and looked at the numbers I had written on the yellow post-it. I wasn’t sad, I was just numb. His IQ scores were very low and yet I didn’t know how to process this. Part of me wanted to grieve, but another part was angry. It wasn’t that I expected him to be genius, it… Read More
This post has destroyed me. These images have made me weep and my soul hurt, and what I want you to understand is that there are days that I wish I had never seen, touched or been shown this truth. I lived in a world that did not understand this orphan crisis and it was so distant from the neighborhood… Read More