Resilience, Reflection, and Reclamation

There’s Hope in Our Heart

"A part of me once believed, perhaps naively, that having a child could keep hope alive between parents who had separated. Facing a 28-year-to-life prison sentence and barely able to see my son, I feared he would grow up not knowing me and might repeat the same patterns my parents did- having children with different partners. I didn’t want him to experience a revolving door of father figures. Instead, I held onto hope that his mother and I could find common ground in our love for him and do right by him. Those fears and hopes inspired this piece."