“My sisters and I will wipe or scratch his nose, brush his teeth, wash his hair, shave his face, clip his nails, clean out his ears and wipe his eyes.”
- Love What Matters
- Children
“My sisters and I will wipe or scratch his nose, brush his teeth, wash his hair, shave his face, clip his nails, clean out his ears and wipe his eyes.”
“Truth is, none of us are promised one more minute, one more day.”
“She’d been taken in for emergency surgery. The bleeding seemed to have slowed, but they still hadn’t found the source. ‘She’s losing too much blood and I don’t think she’s going to make it.’ But she wasn’t gone…there was still hope. The next time the doctor came in, all hope was lost.”
“I am their safe place, one that they trust and I won’t abuse that by insisting that they do something that makes them feel uncomfortable to be polite.”
“There is no way you can prepare yourself to bury your child. We both were trying to keep it together, but it was obvious we were falling apart.”
“I honestly feel like we all need to take cover right now. Like, I’m seriously looking for a place to hide.”
“No matter how many bad days I have without you in my arms, it is another day closer to being together again.”
“Our relationship started off tense, territorial, and hard. She accused me of everything and I thought nothing of her. But I realized, she is not my enemy. Her addiction is.”
*talking to a person they just met in the elevator* “If you give me a quarter, I won’t fart in here.”