“Now we had to worry about getting our son the help he needed, and protect ourselves from something we never did.”
- Love What Matters
- Children
“Now we had to worry about getting our son the help he needed, and protect ourselves from something we never did.”
“My heart burst. His name is Wally, he is 94, and he has been doing this for years!”
“I have finally learned to let go of all the things I can’t be anymore.”
“Bite my tongue for even saying or thinking it, right? But, I did think about it.”
“Eventually, my heart began to beat on its own again. I met my daughter for the first time two weeks after delivery.”
“Up until sending that email, I was safe. But now, I could be accepted…or rejected. I was like a zombie, only moving whenever my phone rang. ‘Hi Samantha.’ She expected me to be mad or hurt by her giving me up for adoption. Her voice was so soft, kind, and vulnerable.”
“They used a green screen? WHAT?! I probably should have read some fine print. Maybe they will be ok.”
“Her backpack is filled with glue sticks, crayons and Kleenex. Maybe the teachers ask for Kleenex so you can sneak a few on your way out the door. She won’t let go of your hand, as if she’s silently asking you to guide her through this first leap.”
“My husband displayed love, patience, and understanding as I drifted further away from the beautiful, happy, silly girl he wed that October day. But eventually, he encouraged me to face my demons.”
“I write this for the mom about to go through this. I write this for her, so she might be able to mentally prepare for the oddity of wanting congratulations in such a sad time. I write this to prepare her for the desire to celebrate her child’s life, while she’s mourning that very life.”