We Nurtured Our Daughter as a Free Spirit — Until a Friend’s House Showed Us What She Was Missing
For thirteen years, we nurtured our daughter as if she were the heroine of her own enchanted story. She never scrubbed a pot, sorted clothes, or pushed a broom across the floor. Our goal was to let her spirit soar — to create, to discover, to blossom without burdens. Her vibrant pink hair, sparkling phone ...

















