My mother killed herself when I was not yet 4. I was raised by other people with other families and was moved around often. I wasn’t wanted, supported or loved. I didn’t have a family that was really mine and I’ve been on my own since I was 15 years old. The main reason I had Asha was to give her the mother and the family I wished I had. Having Asha was the best decision I ever made and Asha is the best part of my life so far. Caring for Asha gives me purpose and loving her fills me with joy. Not to sing my own praises, but I am a wonderful mother. I’m a wonderful mother because I’m being the mother I longed for. In being a good mother to Asha, in a way I get to have a good mother too, because on some level, being is the same as having. And so I am the best mother and Asha is the luckiest girl.