“It was going in a way no parent wants their kid going – not eating accurately and counting down the days of when it’s over. It was a curveball out of nowhere.”

“It was going in a way no parent wants their kid going – not eating accurately and counting down the days of when it’s over. It was a curveball out of nowhere.”
“Because if our marriage is hurting, our whole family will be sick.”
“I was flooded with support, but also stories of ‘my aunt had it and she died’ or ‘my sister’s friend had it twice and she’s great now.’ I didn’t want the pink-washed version of cancer. I didn’t need you to tell me to write my kids goodbye letters. My story was different.”
“My daughter is watching and listening. She hears me when I say negative things about my body. She can tell when I feel self conscious.”
“I never believed in the notion of love at first sight, but when they first laid you on my chest and I looked at you through the tears, I knew it to be true. Unconditional, infinite love. When you are old and gray, and I am older and grayer, when the world has long stopped seeing you as a baby, I will look at you and still see the one I rocked in my arms. And I will love you.”
“I logged onto Facebook to find a message from a woman I didn’t know, claiming the expectant mom had told her she’d be placing her baby with them. Within weeks, I received a dozen more emails from different families claiming the same thing. Our dream suddenly became a nightmare.”
“Chris and I sat down and had many conversations about pros and cons, but truthfully, I didn’t need a list of pros and cons. All I needed was my heart to guide the way.”
“‘When I’m older, I’m going to be just like you.’ Only 7 years previously, I hated that I was so different. I didn’t see the point in living when I was always going to be a burden on my family. Now, I’m an inspiration.”
“The rush to the bathroom every morning, the little kicks in my stomach, the constant embarrassment – it was a lot to deal with at such a young age in such a small town. The guilt was eating at me. Then I found them. A picture of a couple and 2 tiny pairs of shoes underneath a sign reading: waiting for you.”
“I recorded this conversation on my phone. It was one of the very last exchanges we ever had.”