“My hand had been squeezed so tightly for so long they were blue. The tips of my fingers on both hands turned white. I knew it was bad.”
- Love What Matters
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“My hand had been squeezed so tightly for so long they were blue. The tips of my fingers on both hands turned white. I knew it was bad.”
“I opened it up and immediately started crying. For someone expecting her first child who deserves all the focus, she still found a way to show love to me.”
“I’m going to continue to fight loneliness as long as I live. While we may never know each other, I wanted you to know.”
“I felt an already enlarged lymph node get larger while we learned to navigate the newborn phase in the midst of biweekly chemotherapy treatments.”
“Still to this day I ask myself, ‘Why me? Why wasn’t I enough? Why didn’t you fight for me?'”
“We raced to keep up with the ambulance carrying our child as he fought for his life. I stayed overnight at the hospital, feeding whenever he showed signs of hunger.”
“He looked over my file and said, ‘I got good news and bad news.’ I spent the next 7 months in and out of the hospital. I’d wake up with a swollen face, legs, hands. The pain was unbearable.”
“My husband was an essential worker, working 6 days a week an hour away. I held down the fort at home, and did my best to nurture my pregnancy. So, here I was, alone with kids, pregnant, and in new house, in a new area where we didn’t know anyone. Mrs. Tina’s gestures of kindness saved me.”
“And here you are, becoming a man. It’s a tough pill to swallow, but it’s okay because I know what’s in store for you. You are headed straight for the sweet spot. The best years of your life.”
“‘Ummm there are 3,’ the nurse said. ‘Three what?’ Babies! ‘We do not see this…ever.’”