“I spent my teenage years at the hospital, taking over-the-counter painkillers every day like they were sweets. I didn’t know how I would survive.”
“I spent my teenage years at the hospital, taking over-the-counter painkillers every day like they were sweets. I didn’t know how I would survive.”
“’I need to tell you something.’ I had an 8-week-old and a 2-year-old. Why was all of this happening to me at once? I was signing my divorce papers in the ICU waiting room, while my dad was in the next room fighting for his life.”
“Having already raised 5 biological children, Pam and Gary agreed to take in 7 more!”
“Most of us resemble our family members in one way or another, but some people seem to be cut from the same bolt of cloth.”
“Our adoption lawyer informed us our final hearing would be August 26, 2021. At the time, I didn’t realize the significance of that date, until Facebook reminded me in my memories of what happened 5 years earlier: a plea for prayer for Elijah, our Elijah. I stopped, realizing how God had set into motion something beyond what I had even imagined.”
“Those unkind souls didn’t know I’d grab a pair of baby shoes and cry because my son couldn’t wear them. No idea I’d put away so many pants and shorts because his little leg wouldn’t fit. But despite the unexpected, when they placed him in my arms, I couldn’t have loved him more. He was mine. My baby. My special prince. He was taking his own slow steps in life, his own way.”
“Our bodies have been measured incorrectly for far too long.”
“Roughly 8 ½ out of 10 of us will get a phone call from a super miserable college kid. You must under no circumstances do the very thing you feel you need to do in your soul…rescue them.”
“We sang you are my sunshine one last time before we walked away from our baby, never again able to hug her, to kiss her, to see her become the remarkable woman we knew she would one day become. All because a summer camp did not honor a basic promise—to keep our baby safe.”
“There is no PowerPoint training, no class from the chaps, nothing, that can adequately prepare you for seeing your best friend’s name on a cross. Her car is still there, but she’s gone forever. 23 years old. Gone.”