“I felt like a monster. What kind of mother wouldn’t want to hold her own child?”
“I felt like a monster. What kind of mother wouldn’t want to hold her own child?”
“Today was a day I’ve been dreading. We’ve known the end was coming, but didn’t want it to come so fast. Just an hour after this picture, Chloe was gone. For the first time, she wasn’t here. When the kids came home from school, Wyatt asked where she was. All I could do was shake my head trying to keep my composure. It hadn’t clicked with them yet. My daughter asked if she could give Chloe another treat. We had to explain she couldn’t have treats anymore, she wasn’t here.”
“It took multiple trips to the doctors, hospitals and many, MANY appointments to discover what I was suffering from was actually anxiety.”
“Asher has a disease. When school started, he had very limited speech.”
“He was given the prognosis of ‘probably never being able to walk, talk, or become a productive member of society.’ What does that even mean? I can’t think of a fate worse than those cold words.”
‘I am the veteran, not the veteran’s wife. It’s time to go the next step and remove our unconscious bias.”
“I remember chunks of hair falling onto my pillow. My body transformed. It took a while to look in the mirror and see my naked face with no eyebrows, yellow eyes. Sometimes I wondered if I’d ever feel better. Then afterwards, it all hits you like a train and you sit there and literally think to yourself, ‘What the heck did I just go through and how in the world did we do it?’ Life after cancer is not easy. One side effect of chemo? Infertility.”
“We don’t realize just how meaningful a pair of combat boots by the door really are.”
“I got the idea to do this project after being inundated with multiple ads every day enticing me with photos and emojis and offers to buy their product to get a ‘beach body’ or ‘bikini body’ or ‘summer body.'”
“Maybe this is just what it’s like to have three kids,” I thought. “Maybe this is my new normal.”