I lost my way. Discharged, broken, I sought comfort from a bottle. A lot of bottles. I wore a mantle of guilt that I had survived, while most of my buddies died. My life spiraled downward. Rock bottom is ugly. I realize I need help and reach out for it. Hidden among the homeless and despair is a bright light, with milk chocolate skin, bright blue eyes and a smile that cheers my soul.
Grace. She smiles and carries a beacon of hope within her. Despite circumstances that would bring anyone else down, she forges her own path. A path different from her mother’s. Determined to support herself and leave the shelter behind, she has a plan. Nothing and no one will stop her.
She deserves a fresh start, and I’ll help her get it. Even if it means I’m left behind.
Coming July 2022!