“Grieving the loss of my uncle, father-in-law, and 10-week-old baby, I learned we would be having twins. All we kept thinking was Cam and Marty had hand-picked these miracle twins to be sent to us.”
- Love What Matters
- Grief
“Grieving the loss of my uncle, father-in-law, and 10-week-old baby, I learned we would be having twins. All we kept thinking was Cam and Marty had hand-picked these miracle twins to be sent to us.”
“Every night in the homeless shelter I thought, ‘When will we ever get out of here? Does anyone even care?’ I had to rely on my dreams to escape the reality I was living. So I drank from a glass-half-full, even when failure, hardship, and death sprawled in my life. I had a million reasons to give up, but I chose not to.”
“My husband Facetimed me from his hospital bed, his faded blue hospital gown askew. As we said our goodnights and I love you’s, I put the boys to bed and headed to the dining room. With my head on the table, I quietly cried, the wood slowly drinking my tears. Then I opened my laptop and proceeded to do my homework, just the way Chris wanted me to.”
“I don’t think everything happens ‘for a reason,’ but I do believe beautiful things come out of suffering. My perfect children are proof of that.”
“I knew very young I wanted to have a baby. Since the world taught me this is what moms do, I must be a girl. I would soon discover this is not true.”
“Each of those precious baby’s lives were a gift. The loss of this deserves to be remembered and the grief has a right to be felt in all it’s entirety.”
“The second you see that plus sign, you’re already planning what life will look like with this child. You imagine who they will look like, what they will grow up to do, even the details of their wedding plays in your head. Myself and countless women know the reality of having this taken away in an instant.”
“She walked me across the stage to get two degrees. She helped me meet new people and form lasting friendships. All she asked for in return were belly rubs.”
“She NEVER bites him, ever. It just blew me away.”
“The blood drained from my face. I excused myself, went back to my desk, and cried. I decided at that moment, I needed help managing these thoughts. I didn’t just need assurance that everything was fine; it was not fine, these thoughts were not fine. And I needed them to go away.”