“To the woman who fat-shamed me, cheers. I ate 5 burgers in your name. I love all 247 pounds of me. It’s a shame you don’t.”
I Was Fat-Shamed At My Husband’s Funeral
How I Spread Mental Health Awareness After Losing My Son To Suicide
“‘Sending people to talk to me only makes things worse.’ That was the last text I ever received from my sweet boy.”
My Husband Died Of A Heart Attack Weeks Before Our Twins Were Born
“They have the same smile, lips, and ears. They’re this massive blessing that Tim left behind – a beautiful legacy. I’ve learned nothing is permanent, but I’m choosing to love and be present in what I call my permanent now.”
Grieving Widower Pays It Forward For Stranger In McDonald’s
“It was another small step in choosing love over hate.”
‘You wonder, ‘Do they even know my name?’ All the nurses direct their attention to mom. Not one person notices your eyes swell with tears. You, too, are broken.’: Wife honors bereaved dad after child loss
“Your child enters this world silent and fragile. You allow your child’s mom to hold your precious little one first, but your hands shake with anticipation to hold the child you both created. You stand tall next to the woman you love, while inside, you are broken.”
‘We were about to see our baby. We were filled with so much hope. But our world was about to come crashing down. The lab tech was very quiet. I thought she was having a bad day.’
“The doctor said our daughter wouldn’t be able to feed or dress herself, she would be a ‘burden to society’ and would most likely ‘end up in an institution.’ I believed him. He pushed for termination and never once told us anything positive. We couldn’t be more proud of the little lady she is.”
‘I went to my doctor to get an ultrasound of my abdomen. The results sent my world into a spiral. I was in complete shock. Was this the end for me?’
“We all have that inner voice that tells us when something is wrong. Something in your gut. Mine was saying this news wasn’t going to be good. The gynecologist came in, sat next to me on the bed, and said, ‘I’m sorry kiddo.'”
‘It’s all in your head. You just need to be happier. Go take a walk, be a ‘normal’ 20-something.’ I had just woken up, still bleary-eyed from anesthesia. These were the words my doctor said to me.’
“I laid there and sobbed, how could it have come back normal? After hearing enough doctors downplay my symptoms, watching them roll their eyes as they told me it was ‘just gas,’ I stopped telling anyone how miserable I was.”
After Losing Brother To Gun Violence On Halloween, Woman Performs 31 Acts Of Kindness Each October
“This man, carrying a canoe paddle, yelled and threatened to call the police, and then took down my brother’s license plate number. I don’t know if that was why Adam felt the need to go to the door or not, but he did. Wrong place, wrong time.”
‘There are items that are impossible to let go of, even if they are broken. My dad bought them for my children. He died almost 3 years ago.’
“Getting rid of anything he had a hand in giving them seems impossible. It’s like little by little, the things he was a part of die slowly over the years, and I don’t want to aide in that disappearance. Every time I look at it, I think about my dad.”