The Awakening of Godschild

Call it an epiphany. It took me forty-seven years to understand who I am. I knew that I was a black woman, a single mother of two. I also knew that I was born and raised in New York City, and I have a younger sister. Life as a child changed dramatically at the age of ten. My sister and I were placed in the foster care system. Then we were separated by the time I turned thirteen