LJ Herman is a former editor at Love What Matters and lives in Colorado. LJ is a concert, ticket and technology enthusiast. He has seen the Dave Mathews Band over one hundred times and counting.
‘Thanksgiving is a time of year when I’m supposed to focus on what I have. No, thank you.’: Grieving mom shares candid look inside holiday season
“If we were talking about some materialistic item like a new pair of Frye boots, than I would be inclined to agree with your opinion. But, we’re not. I’m grieving my child.”
‘A 4-pound bundle of goodness was placed in my arms. By a stranger. In the middle of my street. Just before 10 p.m.’
“As the effects of cocaine crippled his central nervous system, we fought. We walked and bounced and rocked, and walked more. And here’s the thing… he will never remember me.”
‘I didn’t know then, as he held me in his arms, that less than 5 years from that night he would be dead.’
“I didn’t know this moment would be one of the few. When our babies fell asleep, and we’d have enough energy to dance in the kitchen, suds still on my hands from the dishes as he would pull me away from the sink when his favorite song would come on.”
‘One of my deaf students farted in class. The other students turned to look at them. ‘Why are they looking at me?’: Teacher shares hilarious 15-minute conversation with students
“*Totally horrified* Wait, they can hear all farts?!?! TELL THEM TO STOP LISTENING TO MY FARTS! THAT IS NOT NICE!”
‘I get angry when my children misbehave. I get embarrassed when they make too much noise. I’m in charge; I’m in control; I’m the one calling the shots.’
“I made a mistake. I almost didn’t know it. I nearly allowed it to be my story.”
My Hilarious Failed Attempt At Removing Body Hair Before Childbirth
“I began to burn… like FREAKIN’ BURN. It felt like someone had basted me with bleach and LAVA was erupting into my baby maker oven.”
Mom Confession: I Hated Being Pregnant—It Was 9 Months Of Misery
“I know I’m not supposed to say that, but I did. Both times.”
‘I was sitting next to a grandmother of 3 children. ‘Honestly,’ she said, ‘kids these days have no idea what real values are, and they’re certainly not going to learn them from their parents.’
“‘What does that mean?’ I asked her curiously.”
‘Some days I feel fantastic. That’s the part of me most people know. Then there are the days where I retreat. Where I spend hours alone. Where my thoughts get dark.’
“I panic about my children when they’re just fine. I wake up unable to fall asleep because of my own thoughts. I replay conversations that were over weeks ago.”
‘Massive day at work today. We have our senior leadership meeting. I have to travel 5 hours by car and train. And what’s my wife doing? Not much really.’
“All she has to do is get two boys up, dressed and fed while breastfeeding the third.”