You see, I don't have a window in my office. I am surrounded by gray walls. That big fat stack is laughing at me from my desk. Recently graduated from the ivory halls of academia, I wanted to work for justice. I worked with a child abuse prosecutor.
Child abuse is wrong.
Then I worked in a homeless shelter. I met some of those abusers. Child abuse is still wrong, but some moms are lost. Some moms have never known a loving mom like my mom and my mom's mom. Some moms love crack cocaine so much that they forget how much they love their own children.