“If you ask me whether I’m okay, the answer will be as it always is, ‘I’m okay. I have to be.'”
- Love What Matters
- Children
“If you ask me whether I’m okay, the answer will be as it always is, ‘I’m okay. I have to be.'”
“After 1 year, 7 months and 4 days, I got to surprise my son. All was right in the world for 14 hours. And, then it happened. He had to leave. It all came back. Panic. Fear. Tears. Why did he have to go?”
“I had gone to Cotillion and Girl Scouts, went to Catholic school and had a family who loved me. Now I was a junkie. One time my mom hid her money in her pillowcase while she slept, and I cut it out with her laying on it. Birds fly, fish swim, and addicts use. That’s what I did. But my kids deserved for me to try.”
“What I wanted most when I was pregnant? I wanted the fantasy. I didn’t want to know every gory detail. Because sometimes? You just need that one person who says everything is going to be okay.”
“It seemed impossible. It would have to take a miracle. The rest of the story is nothing short of just that.”
“Last night before bed, after our prayers and book, I asked if you knew what the best day of my life was.”
“To say we are proud of the young man he is turning into is an understatement.”
“I sighed and said, ‘I wish my house always looked like this,’ while trying to wrangle both my toddlers from touching or messing anything up in this museum of beauty. She looked at me sadly and said, ‘Why?’”
“When Josh got home from work – he saw Amelia in the dress. I asked him if he remembered why that shirt was so special. His whole face change in the realization of the significance of the shirt. He was so thrilled and picked Amelia up for a huge hug and told her why the shirt was so special.”
“I was flying back to the city I grew up in to say goodbye to my dying father with 7-month-old twins. They were feeding off my frantic energy and everything exploded half way through the flight. Tears fell from all 3 of our faces. While everyone rolled their eyes, you jumped in during my darkest hour without skipping a beat.”