“Those little fingers will grip a steering wheel, wave goodbye and drive off to somewhere new. Those little fingers will walk down the aisle and say ‘I do,’ falling in love with someone new.”
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“Those little fingers will grip a steering wheel, wave goodbye and drive off to somewhere new. Those little fingers will walk down the aisle and say ‘I do,’ falling in love with someone new.”
“My strength was rising. Not only did I feel like Superwoman after all of those injections, meds, blood draws and doctor visits, but I found strength emotionally, as well. I learned how to be brave.”
“I immediately began CPR. He still had a pulse and I was determined. I was so, so in love with this little man. The entire ambulance ride was a blur. I sat there, watching them work on my 4-month-old, tiny son. ‘Not my beautiful baby!’ We were such good parents. How could this happen to us? We finally left the hospital having to tell my other son the hardest conversation I’ve ever had. It was the worst nightmare ever.”
“The $3 will only get her so far. She told him her husband had recently passed away and she’s stuck paying all their bills, and is behind every month. She would have most likely ran out of gas.”
“On my way to work, it became personal. The folks who charge the scooters at night placed them out in the morning—effectively blocking anyone from using the sidewalk. While others might be able to walk around the scooters, I didn’t have that choice.”
“When I left the library, I had 86 messages. All from my amazing, perfect boyfriend. The charming guy who accused me of cheating. As I left, I could feel someone watching me.”
“Their love story is beautiful. But most of all, he taught us all how to live, and now he is showing us all how to die. With grace.”
“I look back with such wonder and appreciation of who my parents are. I will forever be in awe of the way they live their life.”
“I am an autism mom. When people hear that, they often think I have a child who has autism. While that is true, I am also autistic myself.”
This year, I’m calling hooey on myself.