I grew up very poor.
I grew up very poor. When I was 13, I was at a classmate’s house and ended up staying for dinner. Everyone at the table kept staring at me. The next day, I came home from school and was surprised to find my friend’s mom at our house. My mom’s face was flushed red. She…
Mother: “Here’s why I’m sharing my daughter’s last moments on Facebook”
When Zoey’s cancer was discovered, she was just three years old. Before illness struck, she was full of vitality and constantly on the go, just like so many other kids. She grew up in a loving home. She was affectionate, fun, and joyful. Zoey tripped while playing one day. She lost control of both hands a…
