“If a C-student who didn’t know what they wanted to do in life that quit a career they went to college for can launch a business, so can you, sister.”
- Love What Matters
- Image
“If a C-student who didn’t know what they wanted to do in life that quit a career they went to college for can launch a business, so can you, sister.”
“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.”
“Days before my husband contracted Covid, I remember saying out loud to him how excited I was for everything to shut down; I couldn’t wait to have him to ourselves. How naïve was I? He’d be sick less than a week later, and gone a month after that.”
“It’s just a stepping stone. A step away from the past. The past when I held him in my arms. A step closer to the future. The future when I have to let go. I can still see my little boy with his Spiderman backpack on his first day of kindergarten. I still see my baby on the first day he was placed in my trembling arms.”
“I see you all, meeting and greeting at a local coffee spot after drop off, pouring life into one another. I see you sipping fancy lattes and chatting about summer vacation trips you took, catching up like old friends. I see you, the ones I know from word of mouth who look my way, then right back to your cozy, familiar circle. Do you reminder what it was like to be an outsider?”