As a Digital Editor of Love What Matters, I'm here to pull on your heartstrings and make you smile. After spending nearly six years as a Digital Reporter for ABC News' "Good Morning America," I'm thrilled to continue sharing touching and inspiring stories that the world is so craving. We can all use more love in our lives -- now you've found the perfect place to get it.
“I started drinking at what felt like a normal age – 12 or 13 years old. I was in 7th grade. I had no idea pretty, little girls from affluent East Coast towns could wind up alcoholic.”
“‘We think your baby has Down Syndrome.’ She was blessing, not a burden. I found the lost, sad eyes of a 4-year old waiting in an orphanage. She too had Down syndrome. ‘What if this was Bree’s fate?’ We had no idea it was going to be the start of such an incredible journey.”
“I wanted to tell him everything would be okay. But I didn’t know, and I certainly wasn’t going to lie to him. I silently prepared for the worst case scenario. I thought a lot about their trip that never happened. What if he never did get the chance to take his dad?”
“Most of our social gatherings with my husband’s mother, sadly, result in stress and arguments. Our first married Christmas came. And it was awful.”
“How did I ever think motherhood would be easy, magical, dreamy? My mind started racing with questions. I let myself wallow in self-pity for about 24 hours, and then I decided I would not give in.”
“Her biggest fear was that she would regret this decision for the rest of her life. We never heard from her again. 10 years later, we received a message.”
“I woke up at 5 a.m. to get ready for the day and do some physical training. I felt like I had a chest cold coming on, but I ignored it. There was no pain, so I worked out, got home, took my shower. Next thing I know, I start to see light. I was drinking two 20oz cans of energy drinks a day.”
“Husbands, fathers, thrilled-to-be-childless-bachelor uncles, college-aged-home-on-break-menfolk, HEAR ME: this is a holiday for the enjoyment of all, and your participation is not just wanted, it’s required.”
“Little did I know that holding her for the first time could be my last, as I was diagnosed with postpartum HELLP syndrome and admitted to the ICU that night.”
“His sister was enjoying the freedom that came with being a hippie. He went to her home, in uniform. That day, she overdosed on drugs. When the ambulance came, she looked at him and said, ‘I wish you had been killed over there.’”
