An Extract from the Memoir, Accepting Motherhood.
“One of the earliest things I remember about myself is being called ‘Charity’ by my dad. I earned that name because I cared for everyone, familiar or strange alike. Cared about people’s feelings, shared everything I had howbeit with a ruler or measuring tape I hand (I laugh at the memory of this). I always apologized on behalf of others and put myself on the line. Basically, I just loved and cared quite passionately for others even as a child.