“As I sat in my living room, holding my 7-month-old foster child, I half-listened to the psychologist explain the risks I was taking if I adopted him. I heard the words ‘drug abuse’ and ‘fetal disorder.’ I was told, ‘He is not the same sweet boy I once knew.’ I bounced this precious little boy on my lap who giggled softly on top of my knees. He was everything I could have ever dreamed.”
“I was about 6 or 7 when I truly realized I was different from other kids. I looked different. There was a lot of staring, whispering, and pointing fingers from other people, as they had never seen anyone like me. I sometimes feel lonely and would love to have more friends.”
“He is working on trains that travel between states. Ones needed more than ever. That is where my fear lies, that he will bring it home. I didn’t sleep last night because their health and safety are out of my control.”
“He was homeless and I was embarrassed by him. Now he’s free, and I’m chained by all the grace I couldn’t bear to give.”
“I have to be honest. For the first few weeks, I thought it was being blown out of proportion. I thought people were unjustifiably scared. I was wrong. Infusion centers have completely shut their doors. Health companies are refusing to send supplies and nurses. My life is on hold, my health is on hold — with no known end in sight.”
“A very good friend of mine was going on a bachelorette getaway. Have you heard of the phrase, ‘If you don’t have anything nice to say. Don’t say anything at all’? That’s all that’s been running through my head for days. My nerves were shot, my boiling point was BOILING. I’ve known her since I was 5. To say I was hurt was an understatement.”
“Don’t take this time for granted. There probably won’t be another season in our lives with so much time to be with the ones we love. We don’t know how this will end. We don’t know when this will end. But we do know that eventually, it will end. I’d give anything for Rachel to be here annoying the heck out of me. I’d give anything for her to be here loving me.”
“The last 7 years have been filled with loud nebulizers, wheezing, and medications. He knows about the Coronavirus but in no way any of the scary details. I never imagined he was just as worried.”
“People should be ashamed. First, we lost our healthy, incredible daughter on Valentine’s Day from illness and now this pandemic is taking over the world as I am writing this. Families like mine, with six butts to wipe, can’t get any toilet paper when they just need it for everyday living.”
“I was excited and ready to meet our baby girl! I realized something was not right. I said, ‘What is happening?’ Why is my husband so confused and scared? Why can’t my mom look at me? Why did my doctor step out? No one said a word. The silence tore me apart. I finally got a glimpse of Bella and… she looked ‘different.’”
