Category: Redemption Reps

  • The Daughter I Don’t See

    The Daughter I Don’t See

    This one’s hard to write. There were choices that shaped my life—some I owned, some I did not. Each one left a mark, teaching me to carry the weight and keep moving forward. Some nights, I wonder if she knows I exist or that I still think of her—her laugh, faint like a distant song.…