Eighteen years earlier, she had left me with him “for one night” while she went to meet her boyfriend.
She never came back.
Days turned into weeks.
Weeks turned into months.
And eventually… he realized nobody else was coming for me.
He was only 17 years old.
No parents.
No money.
No idea how to raise a baby.
But instead of walking away…
He chose me.
He carried me into his own graduation because he had nobody to watch me.
That photo above our couch?
