“I wasn’t sure how this was going to work, or if it was going to work at all. I went to school that morning needing to see it for myself. When the bell rang at 3 p.m., my heart lurched.”
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“I wasn’t sure how this was going to work, or if it was going to work at all. I went to school that morning needing to see it for myself. When the bell rang at 3 p.m., my heart lurched.”
“We were exiting the ramp when we noticed a young lady holding a sign on the sidewalk. It was difficult to see the words, but as we pulled up to the red light, I was able to make out ‘Pregnant’ and ‘Hungry.’ We approached her. ‘We’re going to help you.’ Everyone else laughed or ignored her.”
“After 3 and a half years of infertility, we were prepared for a long haul. We knew a placement was not a guarantee. It was a tough decision, and one we grappled with. The due date came and went.”
“Even after 4 years, my step-daughter will walk right past me to find her dad and ask him for a glass of water. HELLO? I’m standing right here! I matter when it’s convenient.”
“‘I’m afraid I won’t learn how to read.’ They decided to put me in special education classes despite not having a learning disability. I even googled ‘how to make it to college,’ but was still lost. I was on my own.”
“My boyfriend broke up with me because I couldn’t stay sober. I got evicted. All my dreams faded away as I got deeper into my addiction. I realized there had to be a bigger meaning to my life.”
“We got a trip to Disney for their battle against cancer. When we returned home, they got sick, very sick. ‘Haven’t we been through enough?’ I cried. Their doctor appointment was canceled indefinitely. We were told to wait by the phone. I panicked while they suffered.”
“We, as women, always feel like we must do EVERYTHING. And we’re run-down, exhausted, and obviously can’t do it all. I stay up late working every night. But I’m fulfilled.”
“We got the call. ‘Why are you even asking? Tell them yes!’ We couldn’t believe it was real! We looked at each other scared out of our minds. Someone taking her would be the end of my world. This was by far our hardest blow.”
“I vividly remember my great grandmother’s pride in my looks. I was treated as though my light skin color, blonde hair, and green eyes meant I was better than my cousins with darker skin and brown eyes. I was made to promise I would only date white men or women. I was confused and hurt, but as I grew older, the less I cared.”