Emily Richey is a graduate of Pace University NYC. She has written and edited for multiple online platforms, including Love What Matters. She spends her free time petting stray cats.
Emily Richey is a graduate of Pace University NYC. She has written and edited for multiple online platforms, including Love What Matters. She spends her free time petting stray cats.
“Being in pain for 10 years, I felt like I was going crazy. The pain was as if someone had lit my whole leg on fire while also stabbing it.”
“I thought I had a UTI. ‘We have to remove it just in case.’ I couldn’t believe this horrible thing had been growing in my body.”
“’Will you be able to drive? Work full time? Have children?’ I struggled to accept my fate. Secretly, I hoped I’d recover.”
“She studied the contents of her plate. ‘Why are you feeding me GRASS?’ I screamed in my mind. How could she not know what salad looks like?”
“One day, she could barely open her left eye. You know those situations in your life when everything changes and you didn’t even see it coming? This was one of those.”
“We were DEVASTATED. The whiplash of emotions was too much. ‘I have every intention of keeping you in her life.’ It wasn’t typical in foster care.”
“The nurse drew the curtain back and I crumbled. His big feet stuck out from the sheets. I bent and kissed his head three times as we did every time we left each other.”
“I wanted her to have my heart and her dad’s wit. I did NOT want her to hear the ugly words I had once told myself. In order to be different for her, I needed to be different for me.”
“We saw the profile of a little boy who had the most infectious smile. This was it. Our son was within reach.”
“Day in and day out, we kissed their boo-boos, cuddled them to sleep, and read them stories. My heart broke when I thought about the moments their parents were missing.”