As mothers and daughters we are connected with one another. My mother is the bones of my spine keeping me straight and true. She is my blood making sure it runs rich and strong. She is the beating of my heart. I cannot now imagine a life without her.

She hadnt realized how much shed needed a dream but it had transformed her changed her from poor motherless and abandoned Tully to a girl poised to take on the world. The goal made her life story unimportant gave her something to reach for to hang on to

It felt as if she were bleeding - but it wasnt blood that leaked out of her not something that could be easily transfused. Instead she was losing her dreams.