“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."
"Article after article is about our daughters and how dire it is for us to raise them to be strong, self-sufficient, and capable. But, please hear this. I have a boy too."
"I receive weekly emails from women who are so frustrated by their relationships with their mothers-in-law. All they want is to feel loved and appreciated by them, yet they feel judged and torn down."
"The question caught me off guard, like the car in your blind spot when you’re changing lanes, the one that lays on the horn and gives you the finger and sends your heart into a series of herky-jerky palpitations that make you wonder if you should dial 911."
