“Souls are not measured in size.”
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“Souls are not measured in size.”
“She said, ‘I can order an ultrasound if you want—for peace of mind.’ I almost say no, feeling a little embarrassed. She clearly thinks it’s nothing. At the last second, I say, ‘Okay, sure. Why not?'”
“Someday, maybe 500 years from now, someone might open those graves, find those notes encapsulated, and read about a love that transcended death. That could not be killed by cancer. That could not be beaten down by time, and could not be stopped by any force.”
“I thought, ‘Man, I am huge. There has to be more than one baby in there.’ Oh, was I in for a surprise…”
“The joint pain became unbearable. I couldn’t open doorknobs, do my makeup, or write my name without pain. My legs were so swollen I couldn’t wear shoes.”
“I decided to return to work, no faith in my abilities.”
“I don’t know how you did it, but you did. And I am choosing to pay it forward for my kids.”
“I finally began to work on myself. And that’s hard. Looking in the mirror and being honest about the ways you can grow is daunting.”
“My mom endured higher and higher doses of medicine. I remember joking to the doctor, ‘If you gave her elephant tranquilizers she’d take them.’ She couldn’t stand.”
“One and two kids are like learning to drive a clutch. Three and four start feeling more like cruise control. Five or more: well you’ve let go of the wheel, and asked Jesus to take it.”