My father threw me out of the house when he found out I was pregnant – 18 years later my son visited him

And so it happened.

Liam was everything to me.

As soon as he could walk, he’d walk with me, carrying a dishcloth or holding plastic coins while I took care of the bills. I never hid how desperately he was for money—he dealt with it himself.

“Mom,” he once asked when he was only five years old, “do we have enough money to pay the electricity bill this month?”

I choked on my answer.