As a Digital Editor of Love What Matters, I'm here to pull on your heartstrings and make you smile. After spending nearly six years as a Digital Reporter for ABC News' "Good Morning America," I'm thrilled to continue sharing touching and inspiring stories that the world is so craving. We can all use more love in our lives -- now you've found the perfect place to get it.
“That split-second decision and that appointment Halloween day would soon change the course of our lives forever.”
“We said our final goodbyes by attending a shared burial. Our baby, along with 30 or so others, were buried all together in a beautiful little white casket. At the end of the service, each family had a chance to spend a few moments with all the babies in the casket. My husband, the girls and I all walked hand-in-hand slowly up front.”
“There was no accident, no cancer diagnosis, nothing amiss beyond what the doctors said was the flu.”
“‘Will she be back?’ My heart broke. ‘No, she won’t be.’ They all just sat there. The greatest tragedy was the fact my oldest 3 were getting used to losing people they loved.”
“We were beside ourselves with the happiness he was bringing her and how she was letting him, and all of us know, she knew he was there. She knew who he was. We soaked it in, knowing it all may be fleeting.”
“It is not lost on me that, for you, it has been a long day too. But, you asked for this. You wanted this. You must have known this is what it would be like. So, why are you complaining?”
“When he was admitted into the hospital, I wanted to be there in the middle of the night if he needed me. One night, he did.”
“I had so much I wanted to say to Ryan, many things I had said to him before, but saying them in front of someone felt like they would be heard. But that day my heart ultimately exploded, literally, in the form of tears and anger.”
“Attending 8th grade with terrible morning sickness was especially challenging. The rumors started. I began receiving notes. ‘I heard you’re pregnant. Is it true?!’ I was advised to have an abortion by everyone, except my mom. Even after sneaking out, stealing her car, skipping school, alcohol and drugs, she NEVER gave up on me. I was 14 when I gave birth. It’s not every day you’re sitting in a waiting room with a 14-year-old mom, with her baby’s oxygen tank on her back.”
“Weeks later, my leg started randomly spazzing. My veins popped out and I could no longer walk. When I went to the doctor, I was told, ‘I’m sorry, but it’s cancer.’ Just like in the movies, my ears rang. I didn’t hear anything. I was in the midst of struggling to lose my baby weight, and now I had EFFING CANCER?! I was mad, like dropping the F-bomb 100 times in an hour mad. Like, swearing while I saying prayers mad.”
