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.
‘Did we really have 100 babies? How did we? Did we do this for 22 years?’
100 children and 22 years.
The Truths That Standardized Testing Won’t Show
“Maybe someday we will wake up and realize a single test score doesn’t show the entire picture.”
‘I was trapped inside as I was screaming ‘Get my babies!’ I was pulled out to hear ‘Is my mom dead?’: Mom URGES car seat safety
“We are now dealing with body image issues, soreness, nightmares, depression, sensitivity to loud noises, just not feeling like ourselves.”
‘When my school discovered I was undocumented, my scholarship and in-state tuition were taken away. I told my papi I was going to drop out. He told me he’d cut his arm off before I dropped out.’
“Up until I was 18, I lived my life thinking I was just like everyone else.”
To The Struggling Woman Who Cries In The Shower
“I am you. I see you. I am with you, I cry with you.”
My husband took a bullet for me
“Babe I’m so sorry I just couldn’t let him shoot you.”
My Son May Not Survive His Fall—Parents, Please Take Every Head Injury Seriously
“The old tale of ‘if the bump is outward you’re safe’ is NOT true.”
‘These are my people. Willing to cry as we mop up pee, to get blood on the seats, to weave into our heart knowing it will unravel that heart when it goes.’
“These are the people who are brave enough to LOVE.”
‘This little guy could use some good. We could do that for him.’: Couple adopts 2-month-old suffering from meth withdrawals
“When our agency called, they asked us, ‘There is a 2-month-old baby suffering from meth withdrawals and has a broken femur. Would you be willing to take him?’ I didn’t think there was any way he could’ve been in worse condition. To top it off, Katie and I were convinced we were going to take in older children. Now we had a call for an infant, but not just any infant, a very sick infant.”
‘My son was gone, but that blue ink stain? It was still there.’: Mom shares heartbreaking reminder of what matters
“All of a sudden, I heard one of the boys say, ‘Uh, Oh. I gasped as I saw blue splatters across the floor and a thick pool of ink sinking into our carpet – our brand new carpet. Two years later, he passed away.”