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‘My job title and daily duties may have changed, but I’m still in the business of nurturing the people I love.’: Mom details emotional transition from mother to grandma

“While out walking the dog on Saturday morning, just days after my last daughter left the nest, I got a call from my oldest child. ‘He’s here. He’s been born!’ In the span of just 24 hours, I was forcibly retired from the only job I’d ever wanted, and thrust into a role I had no idea how to do.”

‘You’re lucky he didn’t die in his sleep. He is 1 in 6 billion and will be bedridden for life.’ I clenched my husband’s hand in disbelief, tears welling in my eyes.’: Mom praises medically complex son, ‘He is our little heart warrior’

“He was lifeless and pale. The clock was ticking. All we could do was pray and hold his little hand. Sitting beside his hospital bed, 3 genetic doctors in white coats rushed in. ‘Can we go to a private room to talk?’ I walked down the hallway in a fog. ‘We were wrong. It’s severe. He will never live independently on his own.’ Soon after, he had a stroke and began seizing up. This was the worst-case scenario. It was really happening.”

‘You woke up Kobe’s wife and went to bed a widow. Today, you’re going to do something no wife ever wants to do.’: Widow pens open letter to Vanessa Bryant on day of Kobe Bryant’s memorial service

“I remember walking into the church on a warm June day and seeing my husband’s casket at the end of the aisle, draped with the American flag.  Like so many of us before you, you gained membership into a club nobody wants to join, and on top of that, the whole world is watching. I promise you will come out of this on the other side one day.”

‘I jokingly exclaim, ‘Where’s the better half?’ With a trembling voice, she says, ‘I don’t have him anymore.’ My heart sank.’: Man shares touching act of kindness for elderly neighborhood woman after husband dies

“‘Ma’am?’ I said as I approached her. I rushed down to the street, already feeling tight in my own chest. Tears streamed from behind her large sunglasses. Not another word was spoken. We hugged. Big hugs, like she was my mom or my grandmother. She sobbed into my chest and said, ‘I’m just trying to do the things we used to, so I still feel like he’s around.’ We never exchanged names.”

‘They wipe away tears on the tough days, they laugh with them on the good days. They build a confidence in our children we could not do ourselves.’: Mom thanks special needs teachers for their hard work, ‘They don’t get enough credit’

“I will never forget that first day having to leave him. I came home and cried because I was afraid he wouldn’t be understood. But he came out full of smiles and handed me a picture. One I knew he couldn’t have done by himself. He’d done it with his special needs assistant. I will always remember she said to me, ‘Mom, we did it together. And he chose red. I think it may be his color.’ And she was right. It still is.”

‘I was typing on a friend’s Facebook, ‘You’re so P-R-E-T…’ when I realized I was part of the problem. When did ‘pretty’ become the best compliment I could give?’: Woman urges ‘remind your friend she’s bold, brave, and inspiring’

“At one point, we were little girls dreaming of the day when we would be smart, successful, bold, brave, and strong. We would become doctors and lawyers and presidents. Then, the world told us what really matters most for girls: how we look.”

‘Let’s get it over with. Your twins will be born and die.’ She denied me pain medication. I was banned from seeing them because it was a ‘waste of time.’: Mom births twin preemies after pressure to let them die, ‘They can and WILL thrive’

“21 weeks pregnant with my twins, I noticed a tiny smear of pink blood in the bathroom. The doctor spoke cold and matter-of-factly. ‘This is going to be quick. Your babies will be born and die.’ She wouldn’t let me hear their heartbeats. ‘I refuse to start labor again.’ As long as they were inside me, they were safe. When a new doctor randomly walked in, were gone in seconds. I yelled to my sister, ‘Call my husband!’ We were racing down the highway to save their lives.”

‘One minute ago you were glued to my side, now there’s enough space between us to fill the Universe. Be patient with me as I learn to let you go.’: Mom pens touching letter to her tweenager, ‘I hope my love will always bring you back for more’

“I dreamed about you before you were even a possibility. I dreamed of you when the doctors and tests said no. I dreamed of you while I carried you in my heart and soul. And then, suddenly, you were there. Your tiny hand wrapped around my finger in an empty hospital room, looking up at me with big eyes, asking me to love you. Be patient with me as I learn to let you go.”

‘He’s a different kind of boy. He watches musicals, not football. He’s a rule follower, almost to a fault. He’s not ‘boy’ enough for the boys, and not ‘girl’ enough for the girls.’: Mom’s plea to teach kindness to our kids, ‘All differences should be valued’

“He is sensitive and shy. The misbehavior associated with ‘boys being boys’ does not apply to him. He finishes library books in 2 days and eats his lunch in order of healthiest to least healthy. His punctuality is constant and profound. Yet another day he came home, reduced to tears after no one wanted to be in a group with him during gym class. Another day he bows his head, in fear he will be mocked.”

‘I growled, ‘Get in the house. NOW!’ I kicked my heels off. I looked up to see the neighbor across the street watching.’: Mom urges ‘don’t give up, mama – the things that overwhelm you are what make life worth living’

“I angled my body toward the door and pointed. My mom eyes were out in full force. My tiny human was lying in the grass of the front yard, kicking and screaming words I could not make out because he couldn’t fit a dinosaur into his frog backpack. I think I heard something about me being a bad mommy. So you know what I did? I completely lost it. LOST IT.”

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