At 19, terrified and alone, I bought a pregnancy test, afraid my parents would kick me out if I were pregnant.

The kind cashier noticed my fear, quietly offered me a staff bathroom to take the test, and when I returned in tears, she held my hand and said,

“You’re going to handle it. Women always do.” That small act of kindness stayed with me, and now, 11 years later,

whenever someone calls me a good mom, I remember that she was the first person who made me believe I could be one…READ MORE BELOW