We have to give Owen props for his timing.
Son Hilariously Pees During Marriage Proposal
An Open Letter to My First Born
“Nine years is a long time to be ‘the only’ and you’ve been so much more than my only- you’ve been my every.”
‘We’re labeled ‘career women.’ It’s assumed we’re ‘being too picky.’ Passing by a new mother and her infant would rattle my womb.’: 42-year-old says ‘I have to defend why I’m not a mother when it’s all I ever wanted’
“When you’re over 35 and heartbroken over a breakup with the guy you hoped would be ‘the one’ or watch your close friends go on to their second or third pregnancy, it’s unbearable. The grief over never becoming a mother is one I will never get over.”
‘I’ll get to her outfit later’: Daughter’s humorous attempt getting her mom with dementia to the doctor
“I get her in the car and I said, ‘Good job mom, you did great.’ She replied, ‘It was loud. I know they heard me yelling, ‘Get me the hell out of here.'”
To The Woman In The Target Parking Lot On The Day Of The Sandy Hook Shooting: I Will Never Forget Your Kindness
“We were in the dairy aisle, just about ready to check out when my phone rang. It was my sister calling to tell me there’d been a shooting at Sandy Hook, the elementary school where my mom was the principal. I didn’t know yet that she had been killed.”
‘Alyssa Rachael, did you send him pictures of YOURSELF!? It was supposed to be of your car!’
“As you can see, I didn’t send pictures of my car…I sent him pictures of myself!
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‘I looked at my little brother, knowing he was gone.’: Man’s letter to friends, dealers of brother who lost his life to drug abuse
“How badly I want you to use his life to turn yours around.”
My Daughter Ended Her Life Because Of Social Media Bullying
“We must manage, oversee, and parent our children’s social media use.”
‘My lung function dropped. ‘You can do this. Please hold on, this will end.’ Two strangers became the most important people in my life.’: 23-year-old bravely details donor journey through cystic fibrosis
“My body became extremely frail as I continually lost weight. I was relying on a feeding tube for my nutrition because I was too sick to eat. My breaths became so shallow to the point where I was totally bedridden, gasping for air day in and day out. My anxiety increased to an entirely different level.”
There Were Times I Wished I Could Quit Being A Stepmom
“I went through several years in my stepmom role trying way too hard, beating myself up at every perceived failure, and ultimately reaching my breaking point multiple times.”