I thought I was raising my daughter. Looking back, I think we raised each other.

The author was 20 when she had her daughter, who is now 21.Courtesy of the authorI became pregnant at 20 and had to leave college and give up my full scholarship.I returned to school while working and raising my daughter, graduating seven years later.My daughter is now 21, and I realize we grew into adulthood together.Growing up as a first-generation immigrant, I understood early how much my parents sacrificed to build a better future for our family. They left everything they knew behind so thei