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 couldn’t wait any longer so I drove myself to the hospital. They told me there was nothing they could do to stop this baby from coming today. Alex was set to leave for deployment in 17 days.”
“What I didn’t know was my daughter had died earlier that morning. After what I had thought was a normal day, a sonogram showed a black and white blob of static, unmoving, rather than the beating of her little heart. Grief has been called a journey, but journey’s imply an endpoint, a destination. Grief is more like an ocean; it’s being thrashed around by waves, trying to come up for air, in a world where you must learn how to swim.”
“I sat there in shock. My husband danced around the room, whooping and hollering with his hands in the air like Rocky Balboa. Before I could even share in his excitement, the door closed. He told us the road ahead would not be easy, and I could ‘reduce’ down to 1 or 2. That snapped me back to reality. I told him I absolutely DID need to keep all of them.”
“I prayed every night I’d find someone to love my daughters as their own. I just wanted them to have a daddy. Out of curiosity, I signed up for a dating site, but didn’t do much with it. The last day of my free trial, I found a picture of a man and a beautiful little boy. Something about talking to him just felt right. Like all the horrible things that happened to me had been wiped away. The hard times brought us together.”
“Before I knew it, at least 20 different people were in the room. Doctors, nurses, and students got to see my newborn baby before I did. My husband slowly told me, ‘Honey, there’s something wrong with his leg.’ I’m sorry, WHAT? His skin was purple and black, marbled down his whole right leg.”
“Matthew became Madison only months before she started kindergarten.”
“The dreaded discharge day comes. You never anticipated how agonizing that would be. Before you leave, you make one last trip to see them.”
“Just as I was starting to feel some tiny relief from losing my dad, Bill started coughing again. We both knew what the cough was from.”
“He sat down against the wall right beside the boarding line. People passed by him boarding the plane as he sat there in tears of amazement – his baby girl was making her debut into the world.”
“I couldn’t stop screaming and yelling his name, begging him to wake up. I felt guilt knowing I didn’t breastfeed him. I have panic attacks, a lot, over what should be minor things.”
