Everything changed when I overheard Diane one night, saying they’d gain access to a trust fund once they had custody. I didn’t even know Max had one. I recorded her and Uncle Gary planning how to use the money for vacations and a new car. I sent the recording to my lawyer. At the next court hearing, the truth came out. The judge granted me full guardianship and acknowledged my dedication by offering housing assistance.

Now, two years later, Max is doing great in school and I’m working full-time while studying online. We share quiet nights, cartoons, and popcorn—and above all, we share trust. Life isn’t easy, but we’ve built a home together. When Max says, “You never gave up on me,” I remind him: I never will.