“My father’s health took a nosedive and he wasn’t expected to live more than a couple days.”
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“My father’s health took a nosedive and he wasn’t expected to live more than a couple days.”
“It took me nearly the entire semester to get my head out of my ass and realize this guy was just trying to be my friend.”
“Infants make this trust fall every single day.”
“Calls from DHS are like a Create-Your-Own-Adventure Game. Each ‘yes’ takes your family on a wild new adventure you never expected.”
“Thank you for ignoring the people who judged you. You understood; you believed me. And when you took me to a doctor who could explain to me what was happening in my brain, you took away so much shame.”
“I knew in my heart that I was watching two daddies dancing with their daughter and I couldn’t help but feel so much love.”
“I thought I knew everything I’d need to know.”
“‘Alright Christina, I will tell you what. Go home, take this trigger shot and just have fun. Let’s see what happens.'”
Each one, even the bad, has served a purpose in my grief and I am thankful for each type.
“I thought I had this ‘taking the kids out to eat’ thing down to a science. I let my guard down. About 5 minutes in, an employee asked, ‘Ma’am, is that your son in the bathroom?’ I stared at him, confused. When I opened the bathroom door, I did the only thing that seemed natural. I laughed. Like, REALLY laughed. Tears-pouring-down-my-face, couldn’t-talk-couldn’t-breathe kind of laughing. I couldn’t get it together.”