Desperation has a way of making unusual opportunities seem reasonable. Looking back, I never expected that accepting one peculiar job would lead me into a story I still struggle to explain today.
I was 23, carrying a full college course load while working to finish my degree and drowning in student loans.
When I wasn’t focused on school, I was helping my mom care for my younger brother, Caleb, who had serious health problems. I pretended everything was fine, but it wasn’t.
At almost 12 a.m., I sat at our kitchen table surrounded by textbooks, overdue notices, and hospital bills. My homework stared back at me, untouched.
