“I texted my mom. ‘We can have the kids,’ she replied. It was time to finally let go of my past experiences with love and open myself up again.”
‘I sent my husband home while I delivered our baby girl. I could tell he wasn’t coping. I knew my life was about to get worse before it got better.’: After husband’s suicide, mom shares journey to find self-love
‘If I don’t answer that door, whatever news they have will go away.’ I knew. A mother always knows.’: Mom shares tragic loss of son, hometown hero
“Three hours later, our doorbell rang. ‘It’s the cops!’ I heard them ask if we owned a 2017 Jeep. I was immobilized, tears stinging, unable to speak.”
Foster Babies Never Stop Grieving Their Bio Moms
“I never realized that a mother is not interchangeable; you cannot just change a known mother with an unknown one.”
Don’t Tell Her How To Grieve—You May Not Be The One She’s Missing, But You’re The One She Has Left
“Your quiet presence may be all she needs to make it through.”
I Lost A Life-Saving 130 Pounds, And Fad Diets Had Nothing To Do With It
“263 lbs, I loaded the stroller and walked 3 miles a day. Rain, wind, or shine.”
Take Photos With Loved Ones This Holiday Season, It Might Be Your Last Chance
“I had no idea she would pass just 3 days later.”
Widow Shares Emotional Last Moments With Dying Husband
“I recorded this conversation on my phone. It was one of the very last exchanges we ever had.”
Please Stop Calling Brian Laundrie Gabby Petito’s ‘Boyfriend’—Call Him What He Is
“Her suspected murderer. The person of interest in her case. Abuser. The last person to see her alive. A fiancé or boyfriend is compassionate, loving, empathetic, and protective. He lost that title.”
‘Something’s off with your scans.’ We left in shock. This body wasn’t MINE anymore.’: Stage 4 endometriosis warrior has 2 miracle babies, ‘Kids are like having your heart on the outside of your body’
“People don’t talk about ‘women issues.’ ‘So many people out there have it WORSE.’ You’re labeled as dramatic, and doctors disregard what you’re feeling.”
Reach Out To Your Grieving Friends, No Matter The Passage Of Time
“Same place. Same day. Same hot afternoon. Five years apart.”