“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."
It’s hard to believe that I will be sending a second child off to kindergarten this September. Having already sent one and being a teacher for over a decade doesn’t make it any easier. It has, however, taught me a few things on how to prepare my child and myself for this new journey.
"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."
