Faithit

"Sure, your kids will roll their eyes at you…they’ll probably call you clingy or annoying. I call it parenting."

"That’s when I heard it. 'F@*! this s*@t you nasty h$@!' And the words were flowing out of this mouth like a river…fast and furious. When I looked over, I saw a kid…probably about Gia’s age of 9…he was the one."

"I cry the whole way home. I looked up your daughter on Facebook. She was beautiful. Just graduated high school. She had a whole life and world ahead of her. It isn’t fair..."

"Every time she'd walk into the kitchen and find a drinking glass by the sink, she moved incrementally closer to moving out and ending our marriage. I just didn't know it yet."

"Really. It’s that simple. And if you’re like me, your intuition has known it all along."

"My son and I both cried ourselves to sleep that night."

"Everywhere she looked, there were mamas with babies or growing bellies. She took a sip of her chestnut latte and threw a beige leather purse in her cart, pushing back tears. Her hand wandered down to the place a baby once grew."

"Pull your head out of the sand and see your wife for who she is and what she does for you—while you still have time."