“My boys are slipping through my fingers every single day. I’ll hold them a little tighter this summer.”
- Love What Matters
- Family
“My boys are slipping through my fingers every single day. I’ll hold them a little tighter this summer.”
“As I was washing my hands at the pool restroom, I caught a glimpse of myself.”
“She didn’t know our relation, but she knew the sound of my voice. She didn’t recognize my face, but she recognized my soul. She felt safe and loved with me, even if she didn’t know why.”
“I have a choice. I can sit in this room and reflect on every moment I’ve missed, I can choke on despair. The other road is more difficult.”
“My head was urging me something wasn’t right while my heart was wanting to ignore this all and resume my normal life. ‘How is this happening to me?’ I was only 27, living a healthy lifestyle. I kept repeating, ‘I can’t leave my daughters without a mother.’ I collapsed into my husband’s arms, hysterically crying.”
“On days I didn’t work, I spent the whole day on the couch. When I managed to get to the grocery store, I felt like a robot that had powered down. My brain just didn’t work.”
“My once missing front tooth child with dirty knees is now ready to put on a cap and gown and fly. I gaze at you with wonder, as tears form and a smile parts my lips, for I know your future is nothing but bright.”
“I remember thinking, ‘How is it so easy? Do you just go up to someone and say you want to be friends?’ I didn’t understand what I was doing wrong.”
“My sons are knights on horseback, dinosaur keepers, doctors, pilots, sidekicks, heroes. What about different cultures and countries, strong girls and women, and people with disabilities? The little things matter.”
“It dawned on me I was sitting in a hospital room waiting on a 21-year-old I’d never met to progress past 3 centimeters. She was alone in her room telling no one, not even family, what she was doing. She was in the midst of a decision that would change at least three lives forever.”