Elizabeth Grow is an editor and content writer for Love What Matters. A graduate of Utah State University, she now lives in Las Vegas with her husband and two dogs. Elizabeth loves sharing stories that raise awareness for neglected populations within our society, particularly the mentally ill. She loves music, any kind of DIY craft project, and a good movie.
“It is okay, and healthy, to mourn the loss of memories and my culture and heritage. At the same time, I can celebrate my adoption story and the unique journey I am living out.”
“When my boys got their first powerchairs, I felt immense joy as they sped around the cul-de-sac racing together, but I also felt like someone had punched me in the stomach. How did we get here so fast?”
“They kept telling me I needed to let this mama sink or swim on her own. I knew I could never do that. I will always be there with my door open for young and afraid moms.”
“I hope she knows nothing about being a mom came organically to me. But mommy tries so very hard.”
“I knew Dad had outlived all of his friends and college buddies, and he wouldn’t be getting any birthday cards in the mail… It was the most heartwarming gesture.”
“16 is you being even more effortlessly you. Even if you can’t see it.”
“I know what it’s like to join the conversation, only to feel the air in the room slowly dissipate. I know what it’s like to open up about your day, only to have someone quickly change the subject to something more ‘light.’ It makes us feel invisible.”
“I drove by the hospital you were born at the other day. Isn’t it strange how places hold our memories too?”
“She was my first friend. My best friend. The one I had for over half my life. When we were growing up, I never imagined a lifetime where I didn’t have her. And then, one day just like that, out of the blue, this lifetime would never have her in it again.”
“The abuse I endured is not a distant memory, it affects me to this day.”
