In January of 1985, I began seminary. In April, my mother passed away. At only 22, I was on my own. A few months later, my 16 year old sister asked if she could come live with me. After my mother’s death, she had been taken in by a family from the church we were attending, but they were toxic people. So before I turned 23, I became a single parent. Since the seminary in Philadelphia was tax exempt, no school age children could reside in school housing, so I had to move off campus.