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.
‘He saved my baby’s life. I owe him everything’: Mom’s harrowing account of daughter choking on teething toy
“As she went from pink, to red, to blue, I screamed at the top of my lungs for someone to help.”
‘It cost the man almost $900.’: Stranger buys ticket for airman to visit her dying father
“My father’s health took a nosedive and he wasn’t expected to live more than a couple days.”
How A Foreign Exchange Student Taught Me To Open My Heart To Friendship
“It took me nearly the entire semester to get my head out of my ass and realize this guy was just trying to be my friend.”
Trust Isn’t About Love, But Being Loved Anyway
“Infants make this trust fall every single day.”
The call came at midnight: ‘We have a 3-year-old girl at the hospital. Her mom was shot, her dad has been arrested. Can you come pick her up?’: Mom of 2 shares fostering journey, ‘I will never regret saying yes’
“Calls from DHS are like a Create-Your-Own-Adventure Game. Each ‘yes’ takes your family on a wild new adventure you never expected.”
What I Want To Say To My Mom Who ‘Drugged’ Me For My ADHD
“Thank you for ignoring the people who judged you. You understood; you believed me. And when you took me to a doctor who could explain to me what was happening in my brain, you took away so much shame.”
10 True Things About The First Year Of Motherhood
“I thought I knew everything I’d need to know.”
The 5 Friends You Meet On Your Grief Journey
Each one, even the bad, has served a purpose in my grief and I am thankful for each type.
‘It’s only a matter of time before I’m served a restraining order from Chick-fil-A. I don’t blame them. Not even a little.’: Mom hilariously recounts son’s ‘horrific’ diarrhea mishap at Chick-fil-A
“I thought I had this ‘taking the kids out to eat’ thing down to a science. I let my guard down. About 5 minutes in, an employee asked, ‘Ma’am, is that your son in the bathroom?’ I stared at him, confused. When I opened the bathroom door, I did the only thing that seemed natural. I laughed. Like, REALLY laughed. Tears-pouring-down-my-face, couldn’t-talk-couldn’t-breathe kind of laughing. I couldn’t get it together.”
The Letter Your Teenager Wishes He Could Write You
“This fight we are in right now. I need it. I need this fight. I can’t tell you this because I don’t have the language for it and it wouldn’t make sense anyway. But I need this fight. Badly.”