Last August, I wrote a post about the saying: “It takes a village to raise a child.” Six months later, I heard a quiet whisper from my heart: “Village…” So I pulled the thread. And here’s what I’m learning—about what it’s truly taken me to grow into the woman I am today. In 4th grade, a reading teacher called me out for being lazy—and took me by the hand to help me step up. In high school, a guidance counselor believed in me so much she helped me graduate a year early so I could chase my...