Where I Belong: My journey from little girl lost to found
As a child, Sharla was quiet, shy, unassuming, likely to go unnoticed if not for her striking green eyes. These eyes, the only clue she had to the identity of the father she never knew, a mystery that would continue to haunt her. Growing up, sometimes in the New England suburbs in her foster home, sometimes in the rundown apartments with her eventually sober biological mother, she often felt like she was teetering between two worlds, yet not fitting in either. She struggled with the “other-ness” of being biracial, fatherless, and a foster, as well as feeling like an outsider within and without her faith community.
Sharla takes the reader on a journey through her life, offering a vulnerable and unique perspective through her story, coupled with her poetry, leading her to finally discover where she belonged.
As a child, Sharla was quiet, shy, unassuming, likely to go unnoticed if not for her striking green eyes. These eyes, the only clue she had to the identity of the father she never knew, a mystery that would continue to haunt her. Growing up, sometimes in the New England suburbs in her foster home, sometimes in the rundown apartments with her eventually sober biological mother, she often felt like she was teetering between two worlds, yet not fitting in either. She struggled with the “other-ness” of being biracial, fatherless, and a foster, as well as feeling like an outsider within and without her faith community.
Sharla takes the reader on a journey through her life, offering a vulnerable and unique perspective through her story, coupled with her poetry, leading her to finally discover where she belonged.
As a child, Sharla was quiet, shy, unassuming, likely to go unnoticed if not for her striking green eyes. These eyes, the only clue she had to the identity of the father she never knew, a mystery that would continue to haunt her. Growing up, sometimes in the New England suburbs in her foster home, sometimes in the rundown apartments with her eventually sober biological mother, she often felt like she was teetering between two worlds, yet not fitting in either. She struggled with the “other-ness” of being biracial, fatherless, and a foster, as well as feeling like an outsider within and without her faith community.
Sharla takes the reader on a journey through her life, offering a vulnerable and unique perspective through her story, coupled with her poetry, leading her to finally discover where she belonged.