“Surprised, I sat down on the couch. He somberly turned off the TV and leaned forward in his seat. Hands folded, and eyes down, he told me he had something he needed to tell me. I’d never seen him so serious.”

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“Surprised, I sat down on the couch. He somberly turned off the TV and leaned forward in his seat. Hands folded, and eyes down, he told me he had something he needed to tell me. I’d never seen him so serious.”
“A lady answered and said she was barricaded in her room and police were everywhere. I grabbed my children and drove where I met a cop blocking off the roads. She couldn’t tell me anything. I drove to the nearest hospital. He wasn’t there.”
“Oh, are you wearing a dress? I didn’t even notice.”
“I remember seeing my dad sitting on the couch. I could tell he didn’t feel great. Later that afternoon I was with my mom and sister when we got a call from the local hospital. My dad had collapsed at work.”
“Now, all I have is my voice and I will continue to use it to make this world a better place.”
“Dave always dressed in a sailor uniform. One rumor was he was a certified genius, who found the most happiness dancing on the side of the street. Whenever somebody honked or waved, Dave would dance a little dance, then smile and tip his hat. I can close my eyes and recall that happy little shuffle. He was captivating.”
“We have three new foster children and the trenches of trauma and grief are deep. My village stepped into the trenches and sat with me. They didn’t ask me what I needed, they just started providing.”
“I was on my knees praying to God to save my baby. No mother should ever have to see their babies open chest cavity. My daughter died in my arms as I sang, ‘You are my Sunshine.’ I had to find a way to survive.”
“I was left curled up on the couch in the fetal position. I remember grabbing my thighs and crying to my husband, ‘How am I so big already? How could I possibly get any bigger?’ My 3-year-old son asked, ‘Mama, what’s wrong with your belly?’”
“I didn’t know what happened, but I knew something was wrong. She buried her head into my neck sobbing. ‘Outside.’ All the color drained from my husband’s face as he stood next to a ladder on the front porch, holding something in his hand.”
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