“I thought I knew everything I’d need to know.”

“I thought I knew everything I’d need to know.”
“‘Alright Christina, I will tell you what. Go home, take this trigger shot and just have fun. Let’s see what happens.'”
Each one, even the bad, has served a purpose in my grief and I am thankful for each type.
“I thought I had this ‘taking the kids out to eat’ thing down to a science. I let my guard down. About 5 minutes in, an employee asked, ‘Ma’am, is that your son in the bathroom?’ I stared at him, confused. When I opened the bathroom door, I did the only thing that seemed natural. I laughed. Like, REALLY laughed. Tears-pouring-down-my-face, couldn’t-talk-couldn’t-breathe kind of laughing. I couldn’t get it together.”
“To realize what was once a necessity, and often a burden, became the pride of the family.”
“This fight we are in right now. I need it. I need this fight. I can’t tell you this because I don’t have the language for it and it wouldn’t make sense anyway. But I need this fight. Badly.”
“Last night, as I was cleaning up our kitchen after dinner, I noticed my youngest daughter rooting around in the pantry.”
“Rise above it and be an example.”
“Whether it be a high risk pregnancy, a child fighting in the hospital, cancer, genetic disorders, depression, anxiety, etc. there is HOPE.”
“Just know I probably have a good reason.”