“I was sitting in my car in the parking garage, getting ready to leave work.”
- Love What Matters
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“I was sitting in my car in the parking garage, getting ready to leave work.”
The one-and-a-half-year-old was alone.
“I’m grateful for every single contraction I felt, the pain my body had to endure, the blood that left my body and the emptiness I felt because it reminds me our baby was real.”
“I am you. I see you. I am with you, I cry with you.”
“The old tale of ‘if the bump is outward you’re safe’ is NOT true.”
“With my son leading and the lesson heavy on my heart, we walked on as we picked up and kept broken seashells.”
“When our agency called, they asked us, ‘There is a 2-month-old baby suffering from meth withdrawals and has a broken femur. Would you be willing to take him?’ I didn’t think there was any way he could’ve been in worse condition. To top it off, Katie and I were convinced we were going to take in older children. Now we had a call for an infant, but not just any infant, a very sick infant.”
It is letting yourself be normal. Regular. Unexceptional. It is sometimes having a dirty kitchen and deciding your ultimate goal in life isn’t going to be having abs and keeping up with your fake friends.
“I have NEVER shared these photos before. I’m not sure I ever intended to.”
“In high school, I was healthy. Then suddenly at 16 my world turned upside down. I began dating my high school boyfriend. The beginning was like a whirlwind. I felt so in love, I was positive I’d spend the rest of my life with him. I’d like to say everything was his fault, but we were both to blame. I was suffocating but couldn’t imagine living a life without him.”