Losing a parent is excruciating, but somehow, the pain is so much different from losing a child. And James, to me, in many ways, feels like my own kid. I raised him. Took care of him. Protected him. Fed him and clothed him. Taught him most everything he knows. He’s my only hope in all this devastation—the one thing I’ve always lived for, always fought for. I’d be lost without him. James gives my life purpose. And I didn’t realize this until last night. What The Reestablishment does—separating parents from their children, separating spouses from each other, basically ripping families apart—they
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