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Behind The Name. November Saturdays

November is my birth month, but it has always felt bigger than that. It is Saturday football, tailgates, food, family, friends, and that warm feeling of belonging. But it is also a month that reminds me not everyone has warmth. Some people are left outside in the cold with no family, no stability, and no place that feels like home.

I grew up in a home where the door stayed open. If someone needed a place to sleep, a meal, or a little grace, my parents made room. I did not always understand it then, but it shaped the way I see people now.

I do not look at people and judge how they got where they are. I see the child inside them who was abandoned somewhere along the way. I never thought someone I loved so much would one day become that person, outside with no warmth inside or out, a soul lost to abandonment, mental health struggles, depression, anxiety, and addiction. In real life, that is often how the progression happens.

At thirteen, I met the young man who would one day become my ex husband. He had only been in the foster system for three years when we met after living with biological family where he experienced physical and emotional abuse.

By sixteen, he had moved through foster homes and into a group home. I started my first job to help cover his phone bill, school clothes, football gear, and the pieces no system or adult seemed to be filling in.

Football was more than a game to him. It was identity. It was hope. It was the one place he still felt purpose. But after being moved through homes, schools, group homes, and eventually pushed toward emancipation, even that became harder to hold onto.

Years later, after marriage, addiction, divorce, jail calls, and heartbreak, I realized I could not save him. I am not God. But I could become a bridge for another child, another family, another young person standing in the same gap.

November Saturdays is a place for opportunity. A place for unity, compassion, and humanity. A reminder that people deserve to feel seen, supported, and cared for long before they reach a breaking point.

It is a place for second and third chances. A place where you are never too far gone. Where there are no lost causes.

This foundation exists to create access through sports, but more importantly, to create belonging. My personal mission is that anyone who encounters November Saturdays knows what home feels like: safe, supported, welcomed, and never forgotten.