Sometimes the breakthroughs happen in the cracks.

Not in therapy. Not at court. Not at church.

But in the front seat of the truck. On the walk around the block. In the middle of the night when they can’t sleep.

That’s when the walls come down. When the hard questions rise. When the quiet laughter returns.

And all it took… was being available.

One-on-one time isn’t extra. It’s essential.

Because that’s where they see they’re chosen. They’re worth the time. They’re more than the chaos.

And sometimes, one focused moment with one child… Becomes the very thing that heals them.