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Things Fall Apart

My honeymoon years of homeschooling Sebastien ended when he turned 15. Sebastien seemed hell-bent on being the opposite of the young man I wanted him to be. He pulled out his eyebrows, grabbed at his penis all day, and attacked me. Yet Sebastien had also become an untaught artist, “speaking" through the riotous celebration of water and colours that captured his larger-than-life personality. 

Creating A Mother’s Wish was my painful acknowledgment that I had not realised the original aim of my homeschooling journey. Though I could have fallen prey to despair, I decided to harness Sebastien’s artistic talents to build a foundation for his future and others like him. 

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