“They know what you say about their aunt when you leave the family gathering. They hear the hurtful things you say to someone when you’re angry. They know what you think about someone who looks or acts differently because they heard the way you giggled or sneered about them in the grocery store.”
“They might not have taken you up on your offer to be a listening ear. They might not have shown up to a single event you invited them to, or flaked out at the last minute EVERY. SINGLE. TIME. But at least they knew you cared. You were thinking about them. You hadn’t forgotten them.”
“The baby was pulling my cervix along with him, and it was acting like a rubber band around his head. I could hear the concern in my birth team’s voices and I knew he needed to get out ASAP.”
“The doctors suggested if I was to ever wake up, I would NEVER walk or talk again and would be in a vegetative state for the rest of my life. But my parents had hope.”
“The truth is, there’s no agenda for loss. No timeframe for recovery. No amount of seasons that will make it different.”
“His brief tonics are usually fine – it happens, he continues breathing and it’s over quickly. I watch for a second, and see the twitching…it’s a bigger seizure. For the first time, I had to jump out of the shower, soaking wet, and get to my child.”
“Son, I thought it would be me teaching you about life, the world, and yourself. And it was. But as much as it was that, it was equally about you teaching me.”
“You feel your insecurities are meant to stay behind closed doors and a locked heart. It’s easier for others to digest. While it gives you indigestion. I can’t make it any easier. But I can promise to be the witness to all of it. To all of you.”
“I’m the kind of mom who cares way more about her well-being than what anyone else’s opinion of my parenting is.”
“‘Cause they say it takes a village, and sometimes it does, yeah, but sometimes it also just takes two people who care more about raising their kids up right than always being the one who’s right.”
