Colin Balfe is the Founder and Chief Content Officer of Love What Matters. Colin was inspired to start Love What Matters after his mother passed from Ovarian cancer. Through his grieving process, he saw the need to connect a like minded community around a deeply personal storytelling platform. He's proudest of the communities within LWM, strangers united by powerful and impactful experiences, underserved people connecting around mutual challenges, hopes and dreams. These communities include Adoption, Mental Health, Infertility, Addiction, Grief, Special Needs Parenting, LGBTQ+ and many more.
“I created this cookie in preparation for that ‘someday’ when either my daughter or son celebrates their wedding.”
“My great aunt Joy wasn’t a great cook, but she had one specialty. It just so happened that her specialty was also my favorite meal. If I’m being honest, it still is.”
“I keep my mom alive through her cooking.”
“What I wouldn’t give to wake to the scent of my mother’s Sunday sauce bubbling away on the burner again! It was the best aroma in the world, better than coffee brewing, better than bacon frying. More than a quarter of a century later, I still miss my mom terribly. But the more I cook, the more I feel like her.”
“This recipe came with my family when they immigrated from Cornwall, England to the Upper Peninsula of Michigan.”
“We’ve thanked everyone from healthcare workers to grocery store employees, but we haven’t thanked the kids enough for bearing the burden of what we’ve put on their shoulders this year.”
“His eyes shot wide open and he looked at me with as much joy as someone in his condition could. I told him his wife and daughters loved him and are rooting for him. He squeezed my hand and then gave me a thumbs up.”
“One of the things he insisted on keeping were a couple boxes of masks. MASKS. Not just any mask, but military-grade, N-95 masks. His brother had given the masks to family members after saving them from a surplus sale at Camp Williams in Utah. There were thousands.”
Politicians, Community Leaders and Business Leaders: What Should You Do and When?
“I pulled into a Dunkin Donuts parking lot and tried to call him. His phone was off. When I made it home, nothing was out of place. Except my husband was gone. Large bar tabs appeared on our statements. Girls’ phone numbers came up on our records. The following week, he agreed to meet me at the park. ‘I want a divorce.’ He was cold, emotionless. I refused, which made him angry. I obsessed looking for something that may have led to this. Some sort of sign. He offered no explanation.”