“Strangely enough, I felt a bit of grief this thing we had between the two of us was gone. I looked at my sweet, tender-hearted daughter and I felt so very proud of her. She had been through so much. She did it.”
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“Strangely enough, I felt a bit of grief this thing we had between the two of us was gone. I looked at my sweet, tender-hearted daughter and I felt so very proud of her. She had been through so much. She did it.”
“Instead of celebrating with pizza and cake on my 17th birthday, we sat in the hospital. My addict brother would steal my mom’s medication. A switch flipped in my brain. Suddenly, my wants and needs didn’t matter.”
“His body was saying, ‘This is too much. I can’t fight anymore.’”
“I felt fluid run down my leg. I panicked, bawling because I didn’t know what was happening. I was only 22 weeks and 2 days. The doctor gave me two options: He could be intubated or just lay on my chest for comfort care. I told her to try everything to save my baby.”
“As I threw the rock into the river, I said, ‘I forgive you,’ letting go of all the pain and resentment I had been carrying. Don’t get me wrong… the people who abused me in my past, who were supposed to care for me and protect me, did NOT deserve my forgiveness.”
“My anxiety hit a fever pitch. Yesterday, my child was happily climbing on rocks and pretending to be a cat with her friend by the water. I couldn’t shake the feeling something bad was going to happen. I was shaking out of my skin.”
“Our paths crossed several more times over the next eight years but we were never ‘available’ at the same time. I hit my ‘rock bottom.’ Then, just before my 30th birthday, we reconnected once more.”
“You realize you can’t shove them back in your womb, And there are no refunds allowed, so you gotta face up to your doom. Mother to mother, if I had to say one thing, it would be ‘buckle-up tight and stock up on the gin.”
“One of our little goats was attacked by a dog. This goat kept getting out of the pasture, no matter how many times we put her back. Well, Saturday night, we weren’t fast enough.”
“Someone who has been down our same road of losing a child said, ‘We believe our angel comes back as a dragonfly. It had me thinking about what Kinsley would come back as. Never in a million years would I have thought a damn bird.”
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