‘People said I was wonderful, caring for a child that was not mine. But you were mine’: the letter you always wanted to write
My commitment to you began when you were three weeks old. I said then it was for life, but nobody believed me. Why would they? I was 23, dating a 20-year-old man who was the lone parent of a tiny baby.
People presumed that your teenage mother would want you back. I shielded her from family criticism, from the judgment of people who said that a child should be with his...
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