Back to the roots/retour aux source
Snapshot of My Life in 2021 /Image de ma vie en 2021: Back to the Roots Yesterday, I found myself standing in front of my old apartment because the twins wanted to play at the park just across the street. That apartment—I got it in 2021. That apartment where I learned to live alone, where I found myself, against my will, raising my four children. My twins were just 1 year old. My older boys were 9 and 7. I realize now that I used to take all four of them to daycare and school by myself. Every day, with the little ones in the stroller, I would walk the older two to school—Jamal in 5th grade, Jeymil in 3rd. I ended up managing family life on my own because I had no other choice. I went through so much pain at that time—because I was losing the woman I loved. It’s only now that I realize how extremely difficult that period truly was. But back then, I was so focused on trying to fix our family that I didn’t even notice how hard it really was. Hard for me—but even harder for my kids. Yo...
