“Even after 4 years, my step-daughter will walk right past me to find her dad and ask him for a glass of water. HELLO? I’m standing right here! I matter when it’s convenient.”
- Love What Matters
- Children
“Even after 4 years, my step-daughter will walk right past me to find her dad and ask him for a glass of water. HELLO? I’m standing right here! I matter when it’s convenient.”
“My boyfriend broke up with me because I couldn’t stay sober. I got evicted. All my dreams faded away as I got deeper into my addiction. I realized there had to be a bigger meaning to my life.”
“We got a trip to Disney for their battle against cancer. When we returned home, they got sick, very sick. ‘Haven’t we been through enough?’ I cried. Their doctor appointment was canceled indefinitely. We were told to wait by the phone. I panicked while they suffered.”
“We, as women, always feel like we must do EVERYTHING. And we’re run-down, exhausted, and obviously can’t do it all. I stay up late working every night. But I’m fulfilled.”
“We got the call. ‘Why are you even asking? Tell them yes!’ We couldn’t believe it was real! We looked at each other scared out of our minds. Someone taking her would be the end of my world. This was by far our hardest blow.”
“I vividly remember my great grandmother’s pride in my looks. I was treated as though my light skin color, blonde hair, and green eyes meant I was better than my cousins with darker skin and brown eyes. I was made to promise I would only date white men or women. I was confused and hurt, but as I grew older, the less I cared.”
“A couple of months into our surprise pregnancy, we found out there were in fact TWINS in there! We already had 4 littles in diapers.”
“I was so embarrassed I let this happen to my baby. This photo was taken 4 days after.”
“I was afraid to have friends over at my house because I didn’t know if she would be sober or not. When she was out, I lived in constant fear of her getting hurt, dying, or going back to jail. She was tired of fighting. I wanted to fight for her.”
“He was born 4 months premature and needed a ventilator to breathe. Nurses aren’t supposed to pick ‘favorites,’ but I couldn’t help but get lost in his infectious little grin. The state prepared him for foster care. On the day of the court case, my work phone rang. ‘Congratulations, it’s a boy!’ A shock of adrenaline hit me.”