“That birth mother I met at the DHHS office? She and I could have easily traded places. I’d be a fool to believe I was called to love my children, and not their parents.”
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“That birth mother I met at the DHHS office? She and I could have easily traded places. I’d be a fool to believe I was called to love my children, and not their parents.”
“My heart hurts knowing it could’ve been my family.”
“Although I had a husband and three children to care for, I was lost in darkness. I poured a bottle of lorazepam down my throat. I had eyes only for my mom and seeing her again.”
“As I was walked her home, I realized she had no door, just a piece of wood with a lock. Her house was so unbelievably wrecked I just felt like crying. ‘What happened?’ They took everything, destroyed her home, then burned it. She held no anger, no bitterness. Just pure kindness. ‘I knew God would find a way of sending some angels.'”
“It felt like they ripped my baby out of my arms. I was all alone, sobbing, ‘It wasn’t supposed to be like this.’”
“I was 8 years old when my mom called me inside from playing. ‘Your dad was using drugs, and it killed him.'”
“All my walls came down. She was the perfect BONUS MOM. Her heart was as big as the smile which greeted me. For the first time, being a blended family didn’t seem so bad.”
“How do you tell your little boy his mom and sister are gone? He closed his eyes and reached for his pain pump. It wrenched my heart as he pushed once, twice, three, four, more times than I know. He wanted that pain to disappear, as did I.”
“We’re in 2024. Time to wake up. Big girls are in.”
“My belly was getting bigger by the day. I was terrified. I pleaded with the babies and with my body to hold on a while longer.”