The Strength They Never Saw — Until It Was Too Late

I poured my energy into nursing—into people who needed care, not approval.

Ellis and I adopted a scruffy little terrier named Pickle, who made us laugh daily.

And, for the first time in my life, I felt fully seen.

Until one stormy night, the phone rang again.

My mother had fallen.
She needed help.
Deacon? Nowhere to be found.

Still, I Showed Up

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