• Call Us Half-Siblings, but the Love We Share Makes Us Whole

    8 days ago - By Pop Sugar

    Can you imagine anything worth celebrating that could come out of a family tragedy - one where multiple children are left to grow up without their mothers? I can, at least in my story.
    When I was 6 years old, I sat in a parked car, less than 15 feet from a burning warehouse. Smoke billowed above it. I squirmed in my seat, my voice silenced in a chokehold of shock, but all the while screaming on the inside. The woman in the driver's seat was my mother's close friend, and had just plucked me from my first-grade classroom as a favor to my parents. Her two sons, a little older than me, were...
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