“She could be the mother who never had her own children but rose to the challenge of raising another woman’s. That’s the woman warrior love of motherhood.”
- Love What Matters
- Grief
“She could be the mother who never had her own children but rose to the challenge of raising another woman’s. That’s the woman warrior love of motherhood.”
“His death has taught me so much about how to live. Not just how to live, but how to love.”
“They met at a cycling club in their 20’s and I think it’s safe to say that they ran the most important race together. They cycled like hell and pushed through all of the uphill climbs that life threw at them.”
“Before we left the hospital, we held our babies one last time. With tears streaming down our faces, we promised them we would survive this for them and live every day in their honor. I walked with them to the elevator where we were forced to part ways.”
“I’m not grieving WHO he is. I grieve the parts which bring me to my knees in tears – watching what his little body has to endure.”
“We had plans to travel, take dance lessons, retire… he was my rock. It was hard being that young and losing him, so to receive flowers on Valentine’s Day was so special.”
“For the first time since losing her, I felt close to her.”
“Thank you for helping turn this heartbreak into magic and gifting us the blessing of a lifetime.”
“‘Do you want a boy or a girl?’ I knew walking into that emergency department I would walk out ‘not pregnant.’ Why was she asking me this, as if there was still a chance? I felt like someone had pulled a carpet out from underneath me.”
“Through it all I get to know that I was, and still am, loved, by that very same ‘hell of a guy’. Then. Now. Always.”