“This is the story of a little girl’s love of a green dress, a mother who tries to instill independence, and how those two things came together in the most epic and brilliant combination possible."
"He stepped aside and tried to make a few calls. Hugging his daughter and grabbing his head, you could tell he was heartbroken. This woman next to him at the front counter heard the whole thing."
"He didn’t seem phased. He acted like he owned me. Like I was just a body with no voice, no say, no feelings. He didn’t seem at all concerned with my anger and disgust with him. He had no fear as he arrogantly and very calmly said, 'You’re enjoying it. You know you are.'"
"If you come across any woman who has lost a baby at ANY stage in pregnancy or following birth—please do the universe a massive favor, and steer clear of saying any of these five things. (Or anything that even closely resembles them.)"
"Three men, who were wearing brilliant white robes, approached. But their light was so bright, I couldn’t see their faces. They told me I must make a choice."
