My Kids Are Alive Because Their Dad Fought For Them
When I was just 17 years old and pregnant with my third child, the doctor diagnosed my baby with Down syndrome.
When I was just 17 years old and pregnant with my third child, the doctor diagnosed my baby with Down syndrome.
For years, I resisted becoming my father. Now I thank God for the parts of him I am inheriting — most of all, his voice.
There is one prevailing factor that actually predicts poverty, crime, academic failure, and dependence on government: Growing up without a father in the home.