“At my father’s funeral, a friend came up to me with a penny in her hand. She said, ‘This was sitting at my feet during the service, I think it’s supposed to be yours. It looks like your dad is trying to say hi.’ It was one of the first ‘signs’ my dad sent me.”
“I started taking up to 30 Lortabs a day. Yes, 30. I was hooked on pills, and I was going to the methadone clinic every day. I hated it. I was a slave.”
“I looked out the ambulance window and started bawling as I saw the crowd so excitedly yelling for Ellie. I couldn’t help but think about heaven, and how I could taste a small glimpse of what it will be like.”
“Matter of fact, it’s one of my biggest fears.”
“It happened. I got asked the three words every woman dreads when she is not pregnant.”
“I went to work after hearing the baby’s heartbeat and told my coworkers. I then took one coworker (male) aside and asked him if he and his wife were looking to adopt. I knew they had been trying to have kids for 18 years.”
“YES – it’s a little heart wrenching thinking ‘is that what my little girl would look like if I had a girl?!’”
“We threw our parenting plan out the window.”
“I grieved the loss of my baby I will never feel growing inside me. I was angry at God for taking my brother so soon. I was done being that girl. I wanted to feel beautiful again.”
“I was shocked at how many messages I got telling me she was too young to have so much responsibility. I was labeled as a lazy mom.”
