My Aunt Fought for Custody of My Brother
Becoming an Adult Too Soon
The day after burying our parents, I became an adult—not by age, but by responsibility. Holding my little brother Max’s hand, I promised, “I won’t let anyone take you. Ever.”
Aunt Diane’s True Intentions
A week later, Aunt Diane and Uncle Gary filed for custody. Diane said, “It’s for the best, Ryan,” but I knew it wasn’t love—they wanted Max’s trust fund. When Diane punished Max for not calling her “Mommy,” I told him, “You only have one Mommy. And she’s in your heart.”
Fighting for Guardianship
Despite false accusations, our neighbor testified, “That boy is raising his brother with more love than most parents show their kids.” I fought hard and filed for guardianship.
