I love life. I love to visit new places and to make new friends. I love to dance. And oh, I love good food. Most of all, I adore my children -- two boys who add so much meaning and purpose to my life. Walking them to school, making them food, sitting to watch them eat, or just cuddling with them on a couch are moments that mean the life to me. Perhaps that love for life and for my children might explain why I was so afraid to die after I tested positive for HIV 12 years ago. It is why I felt so crushed when Earl -- my first-born son - also tested positive for the virus. Later, I made a decision that I would live. For myself and for Earl. But the odds were stacked against us. It was 2002....
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