“As I stood over her and spent those last few minutes with her, blood was cascading down my legs and onto the floor. I didn't care - my womb was crying. Everything about me was crying. Watching them wheel her away broke me. My life ended then and there."
“I hadn't seen him in nearly 13 years, he was 4 years old then, but everything seemed to fit… I slowly walked over to him, and his family. I slowly approached him, and when he looked at me... I shattered the ice."
"My mind races. What have I forgotten? What did we do wrong? Am I losing my seat? Is someone complaining already?... My mind immediately throttles to hyper-drive."
"I couldn’t walk around with a sign that said, ‘Flying alone with twins to say goodbye to my dying father while also leaving behind my other two daughters.’"
"His phone was maybe 12 inches from my face and he proceeded to text someone that he was sitting next to 'a smelly fatty.' Before I knew it, I could feel hot, salty tears coming down my face."
"I started crying on the plane... I was not telling my story to solicit money, and never intended to walk out of that flight with anything other than my carry on."
"I could feel hot, salty tears coming down my face. I sat and cried silently... I was scrunching myself up against the wall as far as I could. All of a sudden, someone from behind us taps on the guy’s shoulder..."
