“Mrs. Patton must have sensed my nervousness because at the end, she smiled and touched my arm. She said, ‘Everything is going to be okay.’ My son needed a beacon of light, and she was it.”
“Mrs. Patton must have sensed my nervousness because at the end, she smiled and touched my arm. She said, ‘Everything is going to be okay.’ My son needed a beacon of light, and she was it.”
“I whispered, ‘I love you, mommy’s best boy ever.’ As he passed away, I promised I’d always talk and educate people on autism.”
“They’ll remember if you were happy to spend time with them. They’ll remember how you went with the flow. They’ll remember the warmth of your snuggles.”
“We outgrow a lot of things as we age, but do we ever really outgrow jealousy? There’s a certain freedom in putting our jealously out there and talking it out.”
“I miss being able to go to bed when I wanted. I miss date nights with my husband. I miss eating hot meals. But then it hit me. I don’t miss the OLD ME… I miss the things I used to do before being a mom.”
“A beautiful Christmas doesn’t need much. Sometimes all it takes is two strangers playing a few rounds of cards with you.”
“I was crying in the hallway. One of my professors saw me and asked me to stay after class. Today, I had the opportunity to pass on that gift.”
“After 30 minutes of driving down dark roads to a ‘surprise,’ I‘d been convinced he was taking me somewhere to kill me. Just as I was praying to God to let it be swift and painless, the guy pulled up behind a building, put on a headlamp, and jumped in a dumpster. Not the free meal I’d had in mind.”
“In between watching him become a father moments and newborn sleeping on your chest photos, there’s the passing each other on the staircase in the dark moments and the sleeping in different rooms because one of us should sleep moments.”
“Mothers are told we chose to have our kids, so we CAN’T burn out. False. We do burn out. We feel over-touched, overly loved, and overly sensitized to everything.”