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ARTICLE TAG
12/27/2018
Deitrick Foley
Everyone always asks me what the holidays mean to me. To some people the holidays are all about gifts and food. To some people the holidays are about giving and receiving.
8/31/2018
Katarina Kabick
Growing up, I remember thinking about how free I would feel when I was no longer a foster kid. Looking back, I realize that was naive. There are numerous ways that the trauma continues to impact my life.
As I walk up the mountain, I keep beating myself up about the icebreaker. I’m doing something I’ve never imagined I could do — climbing a mountain — and all I can think about is the fact that when it was my turn to say what my goal was as my fellow climbers and I got to know each other last night, I couldn’t answer.
9/22/2017
Monique Guerra
I wanted to give up. The voice in my head was telling me I was weak and would never make it. Then I remembered why I had decided to do this climb and what it represented to me and my fellow foster brothers and sisters.
6/22/2016
Guest Writer
Antwan is knee deep in a snowdrift 8,000 feet above sea level. It is near 5:00 a.m., and the sun has started its push up over the east side of Mt.
4/7/2016
Opinion
Daniel Heimpel
This story was first published in The Huffington Post on April 4. On Father’s Day weekend, I will once again don my climbing boots, grab the ice axe and head up the snowy flanks of 14,000-foot Mt.
1/14/2016
Heather Matheson
From ages 13 to 18, I hated everything about the child welfare system: my social workers, my foster placements, court dates–you name it, I hated it. I was so frustrated with the idea that the choices my parents made forced me to be “different.”