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.
“To live in a state of tension between opposite feelings and states of being. To be human when little people are expecting you to be superhuman. A business that has made me the strange being I am today.”
“We built a foundation before having children, and it was the best thing we could have done.”
“If you are hurting, hiding, or lost today. If your mind won’t stop racing or your sadness doesn’t match your circumstances. If you can’t get that brick off your chest or catch your breath — maybe it’s time to get some help.”
“Odd thing about having a moment like this with a stranger while wearing a mask – eyes are all you can see. Hers were pure kindness. I’ll never forget that special moment.”
“We didn’t think it would actually work, but less then 20 minutes later we got an incredible surprise.”
“Two days after Christmas, my mother gave me a ring that was my grandmother’s. I was gratefully teary upon receiving it, knowing my mother was giving it specifically to me, trusting me with a special heirloom. Panic began to set in.”
“At 26 weeks, I just didn’t feel right. I started throwing up and noticed some off-color discharge. I began to have red flags come up, but I kept telling myself it was fine and I shouldn’t worry.”
“I knew I was dying. I was a shell of the woman who had had a baby 7 months prior. The tumor had grown to take over half of my breast and the pain was unbearable.”
“He made a fist and cocked it back. I could feel his fury. I remember reaching over, just an hour after surgery, and snatching his hand as he started to strike. It hurt like heck in my abdomen, but I couldn’t let him do what I wanted to do myself… hit that physician.”
“You refilled my heart with a certain kind of magic. You may have been last to find your way to my heart and arms, but my goodness, how much you were worth waiting for.”
