“She’d been taken in for emergency surgery. The bleeding seemed to have slowed, but they still hadn’t found the source. ‘She’s losing too much blood and I don’t think she’s going to make it.’ But she wasn’t gone…there was still hope. The next time the doctor came in, all hope was lost.”
“I remember holding her hand as she took her last breaths and giving her hugs. Our wedding day was made even more special because I was able to wear my grandma’s wedding dress she wore 60 years prior.”
“I am their safe place, one that they trust and I won’t abuse that by insisting that they do something that makes them feel uncomfortable to be polite.”
“My mom kept calling me. I ignored her. Next thing I know, I’m waking up to paramedics in my face. I overdosed. If my mom had gotten home 5 minutes later, it would’ve been too late. I would’ve been gone. Something told her she needed to walk home from work the very moment I didn’t answer her calls. Someone was looking out for me.”
“My arms weren’t doing what I wanted them to. They felt clumsy and my thoughts seemed to be in slow motion. The next thing I knew, I was collapsing onto the floor of my closet.”
“My parents took our dog on a road trip, and stopped in every state to mark his journey!”
“There is no way you can prepare yourself to bury your child. We both were trying to keep it together, but it was obvious we were falling apart.”
“I honestly feel like we all need to take cover right now. Like, I’m seriously looking for a place to hide.”
“No matter how many bad days I have without you in my arms, it is another day closer to being together again.”
“Our relationship started off tense, territorial, and hard. She accused me of everything and I thought nothing of her. But I realized, she is not my enemy. Her addiction is.”
