From Abandonment to Dependence

My mom kicked me out when I was 13… guess who came begging at my doorstep.” At thirteen,

my mom told me I was “old enough to figure life out” and literally locked the door behind

me. I slept on couches, worked random jobs, and built my own life from nothing.

Fast forward five years. I’m living in my own apartment, running my own small

business… when I hear a knock on my door. I open it… and it’s her.

My mom. The same woman who said I’d never make it. Her eyes were red.

She said, “Sweetheart… I have nowhere else to go.” I just stood there,

shocked. The woman who abandoned me… now needed me. I took a breath and said,