LJ Herman is a former editor at Love What Matters and lives in Colorado. LJ is a concert, ticket and technology enthusiast. He has seen the Dave Mathews Band over one hundred times and counting.
Immunocompromised Kids Deserve A Fighting Chance, So Please Stay Home
“Pretend this is your child just for one second. Now imagine knowing that the fate of your child is largely in everyone else’s hands.”
‘We’re going to forget much about these days. This life is beautiful, indeed. Even in the hardest of times.’: Mom says ‘we do not remember days, we remember moments’
“Days come and go. But we can do so much more with the moments. The next minute is a chance to make a change.”
‘I had to remind my son whose prom has been postponed, ‘It could always be worse.’ School was their haven. It was their happy place.’: Mom asks others to not lose their perspective, ‘It could always be worse’
“They haven’t been placed into foster care…yet. And now the social worker that was going to come to their house is also secluded at home. I looked at my husband and said, ‘They are closing schools. What’s going to happen to all the children that don’t want to be at home?’ School was their haven. It was their happy place.”
‘My little foursome survived a Category 5 hurricane and another one is headed our way. ‘Are we going to die? Who will come and save us?’: Mom reminds us that in the middle of the storm, ‘faith, hope, and love are the most important’
“I will go to the store and buy more water and canned goods. I will break out my evacuation bag and fill it with candles, flashlights, batteries, and rope so I can tie my children to me if the storm surge comes for us. Most importantly, I will pack my faith.”
‘My husband is out there on the front lines with nothing protecting him while the rest of the world is panicking and quarantining.’: Woman says pharmacies experiencing ‘loophole our government has missed’
“Please say a prayer for our pharmacists and their staff. I heard their answers… ‘I don’t have enough money to be in the hospital in isolation for 14 days. I don’t want a positive test that keeps me quarantined at home.’ When people are sick, the first place they stop is their local pharmacy.”
‘Today I was told, ‘They’re positive. Parker was indirectly exposed.’ I have been advised to quarantine myself and my child for 14 days.’: Mom urges us to do the right thing, ‘My parents and grandparents appreciate it, and so do yours’
“It is my problem because it could affect people I love. It is your problem because my choice could effect people you love. I didn’t want to suck it up for 14 days.”
‘She constantly pissed us off. Lord, did she stir up drama. Now, I’m pissed there will always be an empty seat. The family dynamic has been rocked.’: Mom continues to make memories after daughter’s passing, ‘We are going to find something to smile about’
“A couple of weeks ago, we were a family of seven. The girls were always fighting, and the common factor was always her. The family dynamic has certainly been rocked and honestly, I am not sure I will ever be okay with this void.”
‘I didn’t expect to spend my daughter’s spring break roaming the bare aisles of a grocery store. I also didn’t expect it to unite us.’ Mom says ‘with perseverance, perspective, and hope—the best is yet to be’
“I didn’t expect the storms to come, literally and figuratively. The streets are flooding with water, but also fear and panic. I didn’t expect to see younger generations caring for the elderly. Stepping outside of ego to defend the defenseless.”
‘I chose to burn a bridge. I cancelled last minute, knowing I will have to pay back the money I’d been given for travel expenses.’: Mom says ‘we can all make choices to protect each other without panic’
“My decision was not based out of fear. I am not afraid for myself. I’m a healthy 38 year old. My dad and my son are not.”
‘I was sick, and in survival mode. Holland was screaming, ‘DO IT AGAIN DO IT AGAIN!’ Then, I heard thumpthumpTHUD KURPLUNK!!’: Mom says to remember ‘we have to count to ten’
“I came around the hallway just in time to see my 6-year-old son sledding down the stairs with a maniacal grin, in a freaking laundry basket. It wasn’t 9 a.m. and I already burst into tears.”