“My dad taught me no one is ever too big or too bad to love and people do change.”
- Love What Matters
- Grief
- Loss of Parent
“My dad taught me no one is ever too big or too bad to love and people do change.”
After 72 years full of adventures, Patrick passed away peacefully on January 11, 2022.
“In my mother’s brightest moments, she was a highly respected and loved special education teacher, friend, spouse, and present mother. But addiction doesn’t care.”
“I grew up believing I was not only difficult to place, but difficult to love—until I discovered I possessed the power to choose the words, thoughts, and beliefs that would accompany me through my day and, ultimately, my life.”
“For the last 35 years, my mother kept the truth. Like an archaeologist, I had unearthed a hidden secret.”
“Finding out I was pregnant was an initial shock. I had vowed I would never have children. How could I mother children if I didn’t have a mother example to rely on? After the initial shock, I became ecstatic about the possibilities – until I realized I had a 50-50 chance of having a daughter!”
“Five years, no calls. All those missed moments your brain doesn’t know how to translate.”
“Her smell, her sound, her touch, her taste. I used to think these babies were coming from such horrible circumstances, they wouldn’t understand the loss. Because in my mind, my home was a gain. I was wrong.”
“In April of 2014, my son arrived. He became my WHY. My purpose and reason for committing to being healthy. I knew this time was different. It wasn’t like all of the other times because this reason was greater than life. It was life.”