“During the depths of grief, we don’t know what we need.”

“During the depths of grief, we don’t know what we need.”
“We didn’t think it would actually work, but less then 20 minutes later we got an incredible surprise.”
“I twitched and jolted so bad it woke me up. Tears came out of my eyes just trying to get out of bed. I counted the days down to my refill, and my life felt out of control until I got it.”
Betty was a special human whose groundbreaking work paved the way for so many. Her legacy will endure long after she’s gone.
“I got engaged 6 months after her diagnosis. My mom couldn’t help me plan the wedding we always dreamed about. It was like I had already lost my mom.”
“When you’re fighting for your life, time goes so very fast. Instead of being measured in 52 weeks, 365 days, 8,760 hours, 525,600 minutes, it is measured in soft smiles, gentle hugs, tender kisses, and never-ending love.”
“Two days after Christmas, my mother gave me a ring that was my grandmother’s. I was gratefully teary upon receiving it, knowing my mother was giving it specifically to me, trusting me with a special heirloom. Panic began to set in.”
“I don’t expect a white knight, and we don’t need to be rescued.”
“The adrenaline subsided and the reality of life set in. I was breathless and frantic, on high alert for disturbance and danger every minute of the day and night. A cloud of depression and dread lowered. I was one of the lucky ones.”
“At 26 weeks, I just didn’t feel right. I started throwing up and noticed some off-color discharge. I began to have red flags come up, but I kept telling myself it was fine and I shouldn’t worry.”