My Grandson Called Me From the Police Station, Crying That His Stepmother Hit Him — and His Father Didn’t Believe Him. That Night, I Learned There Are Betrayals You Never Get Used To.

streaming through the window and laughter filling the air, I understood the most important lesson of all: you never stop being a mother. You never stop fighting. And you never stop believing that love, no matter how tested, can always find its way home.