He doesn’t comment on my photos telling me how “gorgeous” or “hot” I am to him, and I don’t get the “I love you too, baby’s” whenever I post something admiring him.
We played phone tag for hours and then he texted me a text I hope no one ever has to receive from someone they love and miss: “Still not working. Phone’s going to die. If this goes through, I love you.”
"Whether we want to admit it or not we’re blinded by the sparkle. We see the glitzy world social media displays, we thumb through magazines or Pinterest with a yardstick ego, and we watch Mrs. Jones even if we think we don’t."
“I know so many people feel that same sense of hopelessness that it keeps happening, but then I have to channel that frustration, that anger, but also my love, into this work that I know is going to save lives."
"Jenn Thelen woke up yesterday to the sound of her 7-year-old daughter, Aubrie, screaming. Their dog, Zoey, had gotten the family’s Elf on the Shelf, Sam."
